[Cyy'cil Spellcore]

Grinning his beaming smile became bigger than all of Telath. "I managed to gain passage among a merchant vessel. Unfortunately on the way over I had quite a spill." looking into himself he tried to remember once more. "I was flung into the mast during a hard storm. I'm afraid I don't remember anything before that..." pausing, Cyy'cil filled his tone with optimism again. "My guess is I was out looking for Abestat, because I needed a change in scenery." pulling up a chair at the table he continued his story. "Now my hope is to track down a job, and of course, get some training to turn this house of yours into the finest place for friends to share stories in all of Abestat." reaching out, the young man finished his story with the offer of a warm handshake.