The engineer would feel a tough pat on the back by a man he had passed. The village was mostly empty due to the extremely cold conditions. However, one man was still out, looking for stragglers. He was in a rather large jacket with snow pants and a hat with a Pom Pom. He was a good three inches over the six foot mark, and had his clothes not been so comfortable, one would see that he had the muscles to match his height! His chin was rather square, though hat was covered by a thick red beard, and the dull green eyes. His thick black gloves and boots seemed to radiate with a low hum... Heaters? Either way, something else was much more prominent. Several leather straps secured a Zweihander to his back- supposedly he needed it due to the dangerous public. However despite the intimidating appearance, his attitude was quite the opposite. "The hèll are you doing out right now? You should be by a warm fire- maybe with a few friends! Name's Dale, Co-owner of the Good Knight's Night tavern. You should come on down we got free food for your first time there!" He had said this rather quickly, as if trying to fit it all in a short time frame, and afraid his "customer" would run away from the initial approach.