DE had rode in on his black Clydesdale horse into the Krystallen city. It was really remarkable and the name really made sense. He slowly drove his horse with the flow of the city folk and wandered around for a while. Stopping by the black smiths to see if he could find anything he could add to his attire. He wore great reflective silver armor that, on sundown would shine the pink orange light beautifully and in moon light, it reflected a hint of blue. 
From looking upon the wares of the shop keepers he decided to stop sight seeing and head for the Raven tavern as instructed by the letter. He tied his horse up outside the tavern and walked in confidently. As he entered he saw an' arrange of characters that were elvish and pink haired and a group of asianic folk. course he has only heard tales of these legendary folk. As he surveyed the area he remained quiet and then moved to sit down.