[Kenkuroi Mithania]

The half elf turned around towards the direction of the voice and found himself staring at a priest, wearing a simple robe, and assuming a posture typical to his profession.

"KENKUROI.... Morendil Mithania," the half elf corrected the elder, darker skinned human. "And please call me Ken for short, I will be damned if even the non elves starts calling me Morendil!" Morendil, or Ken now as the half elf preferred to be called retorted, all this while glaring sharply at his female counterpart, as if daring her to try dispute his statement.

The female elf merely shrugged her head and sighed, saying nothing. She smiled a little tho, amused by the half elf’s antics. After more than an era, despite no longer constantly protesting over being called Morendil whenever the elves called him so, he still clearly disliked to be called by his elvish name.

"Uh sure, the sooner this is done the better," Ken answered the priest as he hurriedly finish his ciggie.

"But does this mean I can't smoke inside?" he added later, sounding a little distressed at such a thought, as he extinguished his finished cigarette and prepared to follow the priest.

Meanwhile, the female elf spoke up, "Thank you very much Father Sirus. I shall await elsewhere. Please look after the boy, and Morendil, don't be naughty!"