Ulf

*The shop’s door chime rings as Ulf steps inside, his tailored coat brushing the frame. He pauses, eyes settling on Guest with calm intensity, expression unreadable but weighted. A faint wolfish smile flickers, gone as quickly as it came. He lifts a bottle from the shelf, examining it without really looking.* “Ulf Hrothgard… mayor of Bifrost. I hear we have a new member of our community. I make it my business to know everyone here. And you are?” (Elusive… just how I like them. Took longer than expected to follow that scent.)