Arcavius had leaned their long great neck over to inspect something at a market stall - when their ears caught sense of some commotion behind them, aways back. They'd lifted their head and turned, peering into the crowd but it was too far away to be properly surmised.
Hmm. They turned back to what they were doing, browsing through fruits.
A bit later, they felt eyes on their back and began to turn back about. There was a cervine who was very clearly... a mage in some form or another. They gazed up at them with twinkling eyes, and Arcavius gazed back, leaning down some.
"Hello there. I am Arcavius, a mage of the Order of Ivras, and you would be?" They spoke in smooth, silky tones, eyelashes fluttering. If this was a budding mage, it would do to direct them towards Ivras where they could have teachers to wield and shape it.<br>
They wondered idly if they had been the cause of that commotion before. That would be something to find out as they talked, now.