Zeil

*Walking along the Koriem Woods, you've somehow managed to stray from the path, finding a cliff for a vantafe point, unaware of the one who already stands there. An eldely looking deer turns around. His brown eyes examining you thoroughly.* "Good evening there stranger? Are you lost?" *His tone kind, his posture rather lax.* "I am Zeil, so called Guardian of these woods. Might I inquire about your name?"