Name: Marcus<br/>Current form: Human<br/>Players nearby: Meriel<br/>Location: Cart<br/><br/>Marcus nodded, the war wasn't unknown, especially to his people. It wasn't something he agreed with but...mortals were never the type to live peacefully for too long. He leaned back in the cart and put his feet up on the bar that connected the horse, feeling fairly relaxed. "My name is Marcus. It's nice to meet you Meriel", he said before offering his hand for her to shake if she wanted.<br/><br/>At her question of him being Centos he laughed, "I am...yes", he said with a nod, "But I'm not a sympathizer for the war, you'll face no persecution from me". He mentally smiled, in a way he wished his people could live more peacefully with the man and mer of this world, but he knew it wouldn't go over well, as did most of his kind.<br/><br/>"I do not wish to be a burden on you, miss. I will pay you for the ride once we arrive", he said as he gave her a smile. He might not have to, but he wasn't someone to let a favor go unpaid, "Or, if you don't wish for money, I will simply say that I owe you one", he said with a nod to her.