[u]Holding out his hand to meet Alex's, Bjorn smiles underneath his helmet. Taking it off and placing it under his left arm, his cheery expression seems almost contagious.[/u] "[i]I am Bjorn, son of Balthazar, nomadic shield of the innocent. I come from far mountains, their cold not to different from what Greeted me outside.[/i]" [spoiler]No problem man. I can't reply that often atm, so tbh that's sorta a relief lol.[/spoiler]