"So, what's your name, guy?" I asked my new cellmate?
"Huh? Oh, uh, it's Eland Lexin. And yours is Ariodred Phoenix, right?" He responded with a friendly smile.
He's a bit on the older side, maybe in his early to mid forties or so. He had short black hair that was graying on the sides, black eyes and a short, thick beard. He was about the same height as me, and a little overweight, with a pale complexion.
He'd seemed a bit wary of me at first, especially after I said I was thrown in here for murder. But after that conversation with Wynn, he's looking more friendly.
"How did you-...? Oh, right, the cop mentioned it a couple of times."
"Yes, but I actually already knew about you. I should've recognized you right away when I saw your hair, but it didn't quite click until that officer mentioned your name," He replied with a smile.