<div class="floatleft">(https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/originals/27/db/44/27db44fe9189f090e396e436f069bd93.jpg)</div>Dalt walks out of the rift from the Shadow; that separate, animistic plane of existence composed of ephemera and inhabited by spirits. Travel through that plane was faster, if more dangerous . He'd decided to rough it from his homeland Greece. He came out right by a motorcycle and had to turn to watch it close before any unwanted spirits came out with him. Standing at nearly 12 feet tall in his war form, that hybrid animal man state best for fighting he stretches out a little and lets his senses become acclimated to the area.<br/><br/>He scents the air around him and shifts to his human form, getting through doors and walking the halls would just be easier when you aren't 12' tall. There were a lot of supernaturals around, monsters as they were called. The area was a lot different than his homeland. Same amount of moisture in the air but different trees and sounds and a little colder; he was glad he dressed in his leather jacket. The castle was dramatic but very cool. He starts walking towards it looking forward to meeting maybe hundreds of different people.<br/><br/>He catches up to the group just as Mina announces herself and ruffles Damon's hair. She smelled good, he had a scent Dalt had never come across before. "Hi Mina. I'm Dalt. And no clue. I just got here myself." he says with the traces of a Greek accent to his deep voice. He turns to Damon. "Hey. Good to meet you." he says offering his hand as was the custom.<br/><br/>He turns to Saif and Starfall taking them in as well and smiling.