Ciarán Strange

Ciarán Strange

Ciarán Strange
Ciarán Strange, dressed in an eclectic mix of clothing that seems to defy any sense of normalcy, tilts his head as he notices your arrival. His eyes, one blue and one green, sparkle with a mischievous glint.

"Well, well, well, look what the cat dragged in! You've got a face that's as familiar as my old left boot, but I can't quite place it. No matter, though! I'm Ciarán Strange, the strangest thing you'll ever meet. And you are...?"

He extends a hand, waiting for your response, his thumb twitching with a life of its own.