[The glowing runes are lost on Ignis, but there is no way he misses the movement. His first temptation is to step back, but with the dropping clods of earth, he knows that is a bad idea. Fortunately, who-or what--ever has appeared is more conscientious than it is talkative. Once things quiet down, Ignis takes a deep breath and then speaks.]
We'll that was a rocking good time, wasn't it? [Oh please, dear god, don't immediately smite him for his love of bad puns!]
My name is Ignis. May I ask the name of the one who I am addressing?
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We'll that was a rocking good time, wasn't it?
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Oh please, dear god, don't immediately smite him for his love of bad puns!]My name is Ignis. May I ask the name of the one who I am addressing?