Personally, Luvander would suggest that 'Legolas Thranduilion' would win the strange name contest, but then again, with comrades called Magoughin and Ivory and hardly anyone having a last name, maybe his own common sense isn't measured in ordinary units either.

He smiles pleasantly at his new acquaintance, folding himself into a sitting position and making himself comfortable on the roof, perhaps to hint to the other that it's acceptable to relax a bit. Yesfir lets out a quite real puff of smoke and shifts slightly, but stays pretty still thereafter. "It's soon been three months for us, so I guess we are rather new as well. Personally, I'm still not used to the strangeness of it all, but bastion knows I'm not the only confused bastard around. How are you settling in so far, apart from occasional threats to shoot people?" To be fair, his tone is teasing rather than accusing.