He froze in place seeing the encountered wolf closer. He had no idea who the fuck that was. He didn't look as anyone Anzelm ever saw. He looked at the stranger from head to claws. Brown coat, a classic forest wolf. But he had no marks of dark magic. He had to be a loner. But then, what was he even doing here?
I'm Anzelm. He puffed out his chest, wagging his tail. The head of Shamans.
He said without flinching. This wasn't completely true, but who would need to know that? Not the potentially dangerous stranger, right? Not like he could check it or anything.
Do you happen to know where are we? I'm not certainly sure what I'm supposed to do. I kiiinda woke up there. He raised brows and looked around. Maybe the stranger was supposed to give him a mission? Or ask a question?

SKILL : Trickster (2/5)