Travelling on a Whim. Destination: Qatar. [Open]

Stefan was taken aback by the man's words. Rude? Him? Of course this was merely done in jest, as he quickly pivoted back to looming quite sinisterly across the table from Volund. Upon hearing Volund's full response the cloaked man sat back in his seat and reached his right hand up to remove the hood still hiding his identity. By pulling the clothing off and away from his head, he revealed the muscular features of a seasoned warrior with a heaping of green hair to top it off. Considering his history as the Monsuta's leader multiple times, one of the most infamous warriors across all realms physical or otherwise, and current position as head of the Free Union which just so happened to include the restaurant, city, and country the two currently found themselves in, it wouldn't be entirely surprising to him of Volund recognized his face. However either way, officially introducing himself seemed the way to go for now.

"Name's Stefan Soan, and I just happen to be in charge of every centimeter of the country you just decided to enter." As Volund had done, he allowed those words to sink in just a bit before continuing on "I'm not here for unpleasantness, which for your sake I hope is something we share. The sheer number of moronic upstarts these days makes me hesitant to welcome anyone into the Free Union. Too many people going out of their way to waste my time recently. There are very few legitimate threats left to me in the world anymore, but plenty of annoyances. So what I am curious about is if you plan on being the latter." Though technically true, one of the main reasons Stefan had approached this individual had little to do with wanting to ward off a possible annoyance; in fact, it was quite the opposite. Out of sheer boredom had he entered this restaurant and confronted this man. After all, with the War in a lull he needed something to help pass the time.

The moment the hand of the man before him began to move Volund felt his body tense up as the movement put him on edge for but a moment. For most said moment would go by before they'd even notice, but the man before him was a whole different story. Even as Stefan reached for his hood Volund knew the man would have noticed. As the hood was brought down to reveal the face of the man before him the young man couldn't help but tense up yet again. The moment he saw the particular shade of green hair he'd known who sat before him. While he didn't know Stefan the blonde definitely knew of the mans reputation, and knew of some feats the man was capable of. The moment Stefan's face was revealed in full Volund couldn't help the words that escaped him, "Fucking shit.." What in the fuck could he have done to attract the attention of one such as Stefan? Was it because of his association with Cirno? As quickly as the train of thought began it came to a halt, Stefan's voice cutting through his thoughts.

As Stefan spoke, explaining his station as the Country's leader, Volund couldn't stop the both a feeling of excitement & nervousness from coursing through his body. When the green haired leader continued on Volund felt his nerves calm some, now knowing that Stefan was not present for some nefarious reason or reason of suspicion. The man was just looking out for his country. After listening to what Stefan had to say Volund's eyes remained on the man, gazing deep into his own as if searching for something. A few moments would pass before the blonde would release a breath, a small smile appearing upon his face. For a moment Volund would turn his attention to the window beside him, gazing out into the city before turning back to Stefan. "First. Let's be honest Stefan, we both know I'd be less than an annoyance to someone of your caliber unless you allowed me to be such. As for that particular matter though, you have no worries there. I'm not here with any ill intent." For a moment the blonde would stop speaking while his gaze remained on the man before him. Resting his chin in hand Volund would continue on, "Now if you're worried about why I'm here.. Tourism I suppose you could say. Came because of an interest in ancient weapons, but why not enjoy the sites why I'm here?" With a shrug the blonde would speak further, "Of course, if you don't trust me you could always tag along, or send someone with me. Admittedly I wouldn't mind the company, and could use help finding my way around."

After speaking the blonde looked down to the remains of his meal before pushing the plate to the side. Pulling out his wallet Volund tossed enough money onto the table to cover his meal, and a sizable. Having taken care of that the wallet was quickly stuffed away before the blonde looked back to Stefan. "So.. Know a good place I can start?"