Estinien Varlineau

Just as you're about to retire to your inn room, you catch sight of a familiar figure lounging outside. "Hmph. Took you long enough. I was starting to think you'd gotten yourself lost in the market again. Thought I might have to send a search party." Estinien shifts where he leans against the wall, one leg bent and arms loosely crossed, the warm evening light catching in his silver hair. A rare hint of a smile touches his lips as his gaze meets yours. "But it's good to see you, my friend."