Searos sighed, and after pulling his pack and greatsword off his back he sat near, but not next to, the other elf. He brushed his helmlet off his head, revealing his hair as being a light brown, almost blonde. He used his pack like a pillow, putting it in the small of his back. He sat crosslegged on the ground, his longsword in it's scabbard across his lap. His eyes shut, almost like he was meditating.<br/>"I have come here following rumors of hidden riches in this tower. I intend to try my hand at finding them, but did not expect to find others here as well." He opened his eyes after a moment and turned his head towards Cortae. "If you do not mind me asking, what are you on leave from?"