Casimir Zaleski
Porto Empedocle – Docks
Sunday 11th April, 1999
Morning (Phase 1-1)
300/300 MP
Casimir didn't survive so long as a magus without developing finely-honed survival instincts (which most people would consider simple paranoia). Suspicious behaviour merited further investigation - and if nothing came of it, well, he didn't really have any face to lose around these parts.
"Excuse me, sir?" he calls out to the young man, approaching him in a studiously calm manner. "I think you may have dropped something".
[If the man stops, Casimir will just approach him in a peaceful manner. If he runs, Casimir will run after him.]