[Saint Walker quietly shuts the door behind him and steps further into the room, hands held loosely behind his back and a slight smile upon his face.]
I believe it is I that barged into your space, [he says, full of good humour.] No apologies are necessary, friend. I am Saint Walker, and I welcome you to Keeliai.
[He knows that even he cannot offer much of a welcome. There is little good about this place these days, and all have been introduced to a climate of ever-present danger and strife, but he is confident that they will work past it. They must.]
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I believe it is I that barged into your space, [he says, full of good humour.] No apologies are necessary, friend. I am Saint Walker, and I welcome you to Keeliai.
[He knows that even he cannot offer much of a welcome. There is little good about this place these days, and all have been introduced to a climate of ever-present danger and strife, but he is confident that they will work past it. They must.]