[ It's been a long, strange day for Jaskier, but after a little bit of nudging in the right direction he eventually finds himself at what is to be his home for the next... however long.
He looks ragged and dumbfounded as he steps through the door, sliding the lute from his shoulder with a weary sigh, ready to collapse face first into the nearest comfortable surface and not re-emerge for a few hundred years.
But then he hears a voice that draws his attention towards the stairway, a question dragging out his desperate need to give some form of memorable introduction, even if all he can muster is a tired smile. ]
Jaskier, renowned bard and... and... so very, very tired. [ Okay, so not the best intro, but at least it's honest. ]
roomie!
He looks ragged and dumbfounded as he steps through the door, sliding the lute from his shoulder with a weary sigh, ready to collapse face first into the nearest comfortable surface and not re-emerge for a few hundred years.
But then he hears a voice that draws his attention towards the stairway, a question dragging out his desperate need to give some form of memorable introduction, even if all he can muster is a tired smile. ]
Jaskier, renowned bard and... and... so very, very tired. [ Okay, so not the best intro, but at least it's honest. ]
And you would be?