When she turns around, she'll notice several things. First, the man before her is at least 6'5" if he's an inch. He wears a long black duster, underneath which are black jeans, boots, and a black t-shirt. In his right hand, braced against the floor, is a rune-covered staff. All of the runes glow from top to bottom as he holds it.
He wears a pentacle amulet on his neck, which glows a faint blue as he looks at her through dark eyes.
The most pressing detail, however, is the short length of wood he has leveled in her direction. There's an orange glow at the business end of the little rod.
"Yeah, that would be a good idea. Nice and slow like." he says, looking her over.
She looks normal at the moment, but he could only be sure about her if he opened his third eye. He should have brought Whisper with him.
"Name, age, date of birth. Go." he tells her. Maybe the Denarian hadn't had enough time to keep all the info straight.
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