<div class="floatright">(http://img193.imageshack.us/img193/2564/cepheus2.jpg)</div><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Andale Mono;">"Cepheus Russkij," the young man introduces himself, sweeping his hat off his head and placing it to his chest as he performs a gentlemanly bow. "It's a pleasure to make your acquaintance, Miss Allie."<br/><br/>Replacing the hat as he straighens up, he considers her question for a moment. "An inn? Indeed there is, I happen to be staying there at the moment. I am not sure I'd reccomend it for someone such as yourself, as it seems to me to be slightly on the...rougher side, perhaps." His cheeks are still a little flushed as he speaks with her, although he seems to have managed to compose himself, and keeps his eyes on her face with a small, almost shy smile. "However that may merely be my opinion on the matter, I must admit I'm not always the best judge of such things."<br/><br/>A rapier is strapped to his left hip, and a whip is curled on the right side of his belt.</span>