[There's an audible tapping while Alvin configures his netbook, though the video feed doesn't flicker on just yet. He's debating whether to stick to audio and simply jump straight to video. He's been around for ten days, but decided against introducing himself. At least until he's made certain nobody from his home world is present.

After snooping around old network posts however, he's rather certain nobody he knows is here, and that's why the video finally clicks on. There's a man sitting on the other side of the feed, brown hair, a friendly smile. Maybe some of you have spoken to him already.]

Wow, time sure does fly here. Think it's about time I formally introduced myself. I'm Alvin. [He salutes, smile widening.] Worked as a mercenary back where I originally came from. Guess those're skills that'll be put to good use at some point, huh?

I've got a fair enough idea of how things work around here. The last place I was at expected outsiders to fight their war too. Think I kinda like this place better though. I mean, unless the sun and moon have faces on them here, too.

[There's a momentary pause and Alvin goes over what he'd just said, his eyes darting off screen for several moments.] They don't, right?

[Because uhh, yeah, it was creepy.]