SirKirbance
"Half of me is indeed of the elvish race." Saphirus said, impressed that Pahkakino had been able to discern the trait even with his helmet on. He removed the bronze helmet and held it under his left arm. I am Saphirus Rainfeather, cleric and warrior of the high temple of the Golden Sun Coatle in the land of Helanos."
Though Saphirus had learned his title meant nothing here, he reflexively adopted the proud tone he was accustomed to upon introducing himself.
(( Saphirus is dressed in the style of an Athenian hoplite - I have tried to imitate this with my Avatar. Maybe someday I'll get a drawing of him )).

A wide smile split Pahkakino's face, "Despite my lack of residence there, I am very pleased to meet someone who comes from relatively the same set of planes as I. I knew of half-elves and elves of the Prime Plane." His tail flicked back and forth around his ankles, "Though I do wish we could have met on your home plane instead of here." he gestured to the floating land around them. "Cleric and warrior...you are formidable then. That is good. This place is not as peaceful as it would have you believe."
Now that the demon was actually up and moving, not just sitting and planning, he felt the distinct bite of hunger in his stomach. "Hmm, I was just about to go hunting." he looked at Saphirus, "Care to join me?"