*Bastien brushes himself down and gazes across the assembled istarian crowd, looking unsure for just a moment he begins to speak*
Greetings my fellow istarians, I am Bastien. I’ve been honoured to consider myself one of the gifted for a short while now, but haven’t introduced myself formally, until now.
Up until recently, I will admit, I did not socialise well with those not of my kin, but an unfortunate snow drift, combined with the lack of patience of my would be rescuers forced me into a world, I did not and probably could not conceive.
So to those of you I have met, and who have assisted, and offered me assistance on my travels, I thank you, first impressions are everything, and you have helped mine greatly.
To those of you I’m yet to meet, please don’t let the blueness of my skin be a deterrent.
Bastien, order shard.
*walking uncertainly away, Bastien finally lets the nerves get the better of him, and vomits behind a passing gurok*