Gabranth cast a glance at the newcomer, admiring his armor before turning away. It was the armor of a knight. There was a story to this man, he knew it. His curiosity was struck at once, and he knew that his only course of action would be to engage him in conversation.

He walked over and held out his right hand. “You are new here, unless I’m mistaken,” he said evenly. “Welcome. My name is Gabranth.”