<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/9/9b/Gormr.png)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Gormr<br/><strong>Location:</strong>The Frozen Hearth<br/><strong>Time:</strong>Early evening<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Asaria Lao, Open<br/><br/>Gormr cocked an eyebrow at the woman's comment. She definitely had an air about her that made her very different to the rest of the room, even with the smattering of non Nords within it. She was different again, as if she was not human like the rest. But looking her over, there was nothing else she could be. Her appearance didn't match any description of any of the Nine, or the Daedra. He simply put it down to her appearance, and spending too long on his feet staring at trees, snow and the arse end of a wagon.<br/><br/>"Precision? No, laziness and a focus on more important matters and people." He took a bite of the food he brought back, letting it fill the gnawing emptiness in his belly. "Besides, I should be a generous companion, of sorts, and introduce myself properly. I'm Gormr Sorenson. Again, thank you for allowing me to talk with you. I hope that wine is what you're after. If not, then you're out of luck as that is all they have."<br/><br/>Gormr didn't notice the destroyed ivory she had been working on, neither had he picked up on the tension within her. He was relaxing, and had tone down his awareness of the environment, believing he was in a safe and known environment. While he ate and drank, he became aware of the train of blood running down the side of his face. With a casual action, his fingers wiped away the blood, the red tinged fingers were brought before his eyes, and in clear sight of Asaria. As he continued to consume his fare, the same blood stained fingers slowly rubbed against each other, spreading the smear over more and more of the surface of his finger tips.<br/><br/>"His aim was off. He could have done better, and not ended up on the floor as he did." He took his focus from his finger tips back to Asaria. "Given the type of work you were doing, I can see why you thought I was being so precise. But, when it comes to a real fight for life, there is little time of actions wasted. Better to be the predator than the prey, right?"