Everyone's eyes turn to the poor bedraggled elf in tattered clothing.
"uhhh. . .Hiya, n n-nname's Krazixs, wh wh-who are you people?"
looking rather pathetic and on the point of running away. Krazixs faces the group with a look of half curiosity, and half sheer terror
ooc: i am new but i hope I am allowed, PM if I should take my sorry elf carcass out of here
