originally posted in:The New Dojo
"No, sadly I have not. Then again, I rarely go out...perhaps you can find your friend further inside."
The masked man said, slowly reaching for his mask and slid it to the side, revealing the tanned, clean shaved and angular face. His silvery hair was threaded through the top of the matte black poncho. Though normally a rather normal face, there were 4 holes in his cheek plugged up by...water?
"Now, I may as well introduce myself. I am Blackmore, and yours?"
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[i]Wounded, but unaffected. Coagulated... Water? Hmm. Most like Abbatial? No. You're not in your home anymore. Think clearly.[/i] Other than his silent analysis, the man seem unfazed by Blackmore's peculiar appearance. He tipped his wide-brimmed hat to the man before offering his hand, the panic in his eyes slowly dying. "Lucien Farcòn at your service. How do I get in?"