[Malcolm has only been here a few hours and already he's found himself lost and bewildered, though whether by the strange predicament he's found himself in or by the strange...people...is hard to determine. There were different races in Thedas, to be sure, but those were familiar and part of his world; here he feels completely out of his element, in this place with technology far advanced than he had ever seen and with beings that made even the denizens of the Fade look mundane.]

[He scratches his lightly bearded chin, trying and failing to keep his blatant staring to a minimum. There are various vendors about the marketplace, hawking their wares, and Malcolm does his best to avoid catching their eyes so as to keep from being pressured into buying something with money he doesn't have. What a long, strange day it has been for him.]