“Nice to meet you Owl. My name’s Shepherd.” A blonde haired young man with pointy ears introduced himself to the peculiar man.
“-and this little lady is Connie.” The elf gestured to the calm black & white collie dog sat by his feet.
Callan mumbled something that could have been a greeting.
“So you could drop dead any minute?” Barrett asked, skipping the intro. “Where’d yer come from?”
Jack went to inspect the ominous signpost. “Aa, Buh, Aa, Nnn, Duh-“