"Valen." He repeated his name calmly, starting to get used to being asked for his name. The way the owl-tengu did it left him a bit calmer about stating it when necessary. Casting a look at his surroundings, the elven man had taken in the sights wondering briefly about what they would be upto, but concluded to himeslf they were likely a coven of witches. Which didn't mean they would be necessarily good or bad, just an explanation for sticking outside of the town, and the smoke as well as ingredients, and the price sign did make him feel a bit more relaxed, if they did business with folks, they were quite likely to be more pleasant folks than he could have feared running into.<br/><br/>Sitting down at the time, Valen cast a look at the three sisters briefly, humming a hint at the time, then crossing his fingers on his lap, forefingers and thumbs pressed against one another in a triangle of sorts. He was thinking and spoke in a calm but serious tone of voice still. "I hope I did not interrupt anything too sensitive on my arrival though. So, Helen, Sirrae, Miraim, can you tell me anything about the events around this town lately or did you have another topic in mind?"