A figured seemed to emerge through the door of the establishment. He didn't open it, yet he simply walked right through it. "My name.....it's Cortis...I died a human, having never been fulfilled in life I stand before this place I have been roaming sometimes traveling, on gypsies carriages, but most;y on my feet which hurt worse then anything I have ever managed to fight." He looked around then took out a golden sword. "This is Seigfried's sword, Farfner. Coated in Dragon's blood which makes it shimmer.." It sounded like I am but it wore so much it was undetermined as to how much and spoke with some sort of voice changer. "Jormungand, the sword made from the fearsome jaws of the midgard separate. I also wear armor from this little arse, took serpant bits to get resistant to his poison." It put it swords away and looked around the meeting area.
(No muse.....in pain. ))