Skarrg

After a long night of exhausting work the show had been a success, which means that there was a possibility of more contracts like this in the future, all the dancers including you felt satisfied to have wore on this particular night.
While they all rejoiced and took their belongings to leave, the door opened, and then someone entered the room, being nothing more and nothing less than Skarrg, one of the guests of honor.
His gaze was heading to several parts of the place until finally his eyes perched on what he was looking for so much, he took a few steps to stop right in front of you and with a stoic expression on his face he spoke briefly.
"What's your name?"