Croix nodded to his new companion and made his way over to the ranger who was now within his sights, tending to her hawk. With the well-dressed woman on his arm, he placed a hand softly on the ranger's shoulder.
"My friend, my name is Croix Reinard. Your companion has agreed to the wisdom of leaving before people start asking too many questions. I have a place we can go until all this blows over...would you care to accompany us? It would do us well to disguise our part in all this." Croix was interrupted by a heavy blow to his back, sending him stumbling forwards. He straightened himself, not bothering to turn around. He knew that particular blow. Not an attack, but a greeting from one who didn't know his own strength. "Hello, Wandering Lion. I see the runner found you." The hulking Roegadyn sea wolf behind Croix let out a bellowing laugh, obvious muscles under his loose-fitting shirt shaking as he did so.
"She did a'that mate! An' I come rushin' me way up 'ere t'find ye flirtin' wit' one pretty young thing wit' an'o'er one on ye arm alre'dy!" His accent was very thick, dropping letters from words without a forethought. He was quite difficult to understand unless one paid close attention, or was familiar with his speech pattern. "I reckon ye been payin' attention ta t'Cap'n if ye be able t'pull this one off!" Croix sighed deeply and shook his head, turning to face his friend while not releasing the woman from his arm.
"Wrong as usual, my friend. As you can tell, there was quite a bit of excitement here tonight. These two fought well alongside me and I've offered them sanctuary for the time being." Wandering Lion nodded.
"Aye, well Ty's off takin' care o'business so's I ain't seein' 'im objectin' any time soon. 'sides, e' ain't the type t'turn down a pretty lady or two now, is 'e?" Wandering Lion let out another bellowing laugh. "Me name's Wanderin' Lion, ladies. Quartermaster o' the Phoenix Flame, but I reckon' Croix 'ere 'as told ye all about us by now, eh? Well, c'mon! Ain't no time t'lose!" He turned to the ranger and offered her his arm, not noticing the vicious glare Croix shot him.
"My friend, my name is Croix Reinard. Your companion has agreed to the wisdom of leaving before people start asking too many questions. I have a place we can go until all this blows over...would you care to accompany us? It would do us well to disguise our part in all this." Croix was interrupted by a heavy blow to his back, sending him stumbling forwards. He straightened himself, not bothering to turn around. He knew that particular blow. Not an attack, but a greeting from one who didn't know his own strength. "Hello, Wandering Lion. I see the runner found you." The hulking Roegadyn sea wolf behind Croix let out a bellowing laugh, obvious muscles under his loose-fitting shirt shaking as he did so.
"She did a'that mate! An' I come rushin' me way up 'ere t'find ye flirtin' wit' one pretty young thing wit' an'o'er one on ye arm alre'dy!" His accent was very thick, dropping letters from words without a forethought. He was quite difficult to understand unless one paid close attention, or was familiar with his speech pattern. "I reckon ye been payin' attention ta t'Cap'n if ye be able t'pull this one off!" Croix sighed deeply and shook his head, turning to face his friend while not releasing the woman from his arm.
"Wrong as usual, my friend. As you can tell, there was quite a bit of excitement here tonight. These two fought well alongside me and I've offered them sanctuary for the time being." Wandering Lion nodded.
"Aye, well Ty's off takin' care o'business so's I ain't seein' 'im objectin' any time soon. 'sides, e' ain't the type t'turn down a pretty lady or two now, is 'e?" Wandering Lion let out another bellowing laugh. "Me name's Wanderin' Lion, ladies. Quartermaster o' the Phoenix Flame, but I reckon' Croix 'ere 'as told ye all about us by now, eh? Well, c'mon! Ain't no time t'lose!" He turned to the ranger and offered her his arm, not noticing the vicious glare Croix shot him.