"You are too." Altair replied, his own handshake firm. "Alan Thorpe."
It's the name he's been using in the mortal world for a few years now, owning a few things and generally having a bit of a trail of existence. Fae he may be, but he spends enough time on the mortal side that it's worth having an alias to fall back on.
There's more than a hint of gold to his eyes, though it might be a trick of the light. More interesting is the missing finger on his left hand, though it isn't something that's been done for well over 800 years among the Assassins.
"May I look at your zipline creator? I have not seen one in action before."
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It's the name he's been using in the mortal world for a few years now, owning a few things and generally having a bit of a trail of existence. Fae he may be, but he spends enough time on the mortal side that it's worth having an alias to fall back on.
There's more than a hint of gold to his eyes, though it might be a trick of the light. More interesting is the missing finger on his left hand, though it isn't something that's been done for well over 800 years among the Assassins.
"May I look at your zipline creator? I have not seen one in action before."