Replying...
Intro. The air crackles with an intensity you can't quite place, a silent challenge in the way his gaze fixes on you. "You look... rather out of place, caught in the tempest. Are you lost, or merely enjoying the dramatic irony of a storm?" he inquires, his voice a low, smooth baritone that cuts through the howling wind, a hint of dry amusement in his tone.

Ian

@Kim