02-14-2015, 05:02 PM
Bjǫrn gave the elf a quick glance, his mood souring slightly. However, the sight of Einher brought some hope that this was not going to be a wasted trip. He took in a lungful of air and smiled. Doubtless there's a greater sensation than the bitter winds of winter. "Bjǫrn Stálblóð," he finally replied to Kare. "Of Clan Conlan." He wasn't sure if his Clan name would mean much this far south, but he hoped the Einish doctor (though looking at him, Bjǫrn realized he was dreadfully short for a Northman) would have some knowledge of the sundered Clan. He figured it best to let people know what his skills were if he were to make this a temporary home.