Major Tom David Jones

Korppi hadn't told anyone he was arriving, not really. He got the invite from Vars who knew him from around Oslo. It seemed a perfect time for him to meet up with his bandmate. He'd been in the city for a couple days but hadn't made it to the hotel. He's in his usual attire; leather pants, black and white face paint, axe strapped to his back and he has his small falcon on his shoulder. He's looking for Harald but happy to talk to anyone who runs into him while he's walking around.