<div class="floatleft">(https://mermaidvision.files.wordpress.com/2011/08/33415043.jpg)</div><strong>Name</strong>Alfred Birche in a fancy shirt (https://i.pinimg.com/originals/26/fe/c5/26fec5036d81c55adf73c16aaab4a700.jpg)<br/><strong>Alias</strong>Leshy<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Dark Wings, Ghost, open.<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Going, going, going... gone<br/><hr/>The moment she touches him, there's a sort of 'ripple', as he partially shifted his hands into claws. If not for the inherent disadvantage the Lotus position put him at, he might have attacked, based purely on the startle response; but he had a moment to process who it was, and decide she was not yet a threat to him, personally. "Sorry, false alarm. I tend to not be here when I'm working with nature." There was also a small feeling of queasiness that came with the abrupt disconnect he felt, but the storm was already set in motion; and Aislyn added her own magic to it.<br/><br/>When he looked at them, his eyes seemed to shine in the darkness, the way a cats eyes did. "Oh, are we a trio already? My my, you two move fast. And not even asking my permission first." He tsk'd, but the goofy grin on his face, his body language, his tone--everything pointed to him having no actual problems, and merely playing around with them. He sniffed at the air, rather loudly, his nose doing this twitchy thing that some people found cute, or adorable.<br/><br/>"You have good herbs on you. Of course, all manner of greenery is good." The unspoken part of that being that what it's good for depends on circumstances. "I think a smooth smoke, and a bit of hard liquor would be a good way to unwind. Did you enjoy your dance?" He asked happily enough. "I think I put people off today, but oh well. Grain needs to be threshed, after all. And here we have the cream of the crop." He gave them both a wink, words complimentary.<br/><br/>"Though I must admit to being curious about you both. Where do you see yourselves in five years?" He couldn't even get through that question without laughing. Admittedly, he had had absinthe earlier, and it was a very potent brew besides that. The wormwood is still on his breathe, so someone may need to keep him on a leash when it comes to the mead.