[Seems this guy is absolutely cut out for the knight life. A natural-born protector chafes at inaction, at having to let others risk themselves alone. Eska decides that they like this Quentin dude.

They like everyone they meet, basically, but ssh. This is extra like. Premium quality top shelf like.]

Yeah, most people I've met have never come across a tortle before me. I come from Artis, but I couldn't really tell you if a lot of us call the region home or not. We're sort of wired to wander, so we don't really put down roots that easily, you know?