Isaac stood shrouded in the shadow of a tree, watching the steadily growing company around the camp fire at Bentbranch. The smell of the food slowly wafted around him, steeling up his nostrils. Even from this distance, he could smell the food almost as well as if he were next to the fire. He stole a quick glance to the sack full of fish at his side. He had wanted to push on to Gridania, but with the growing darkness and the thread of rain, not to mention the heightened dangers surrounding the forrest due to Dalamud, he decided not to risk it. He would see if they would share their fire, if only to cook his own food then leave them to their devices.
He turned at feeling cold finger tips upon his bare, right arm. He looked into the hood of his companion, a pair of ghostly white eyes stared back up at him through the shadows. She whispered something urgently, shaking her head. Isaac reassured her, then stepped out from the shadows and made his way towards the camp. A frustrated sigh came from the shelter of the shadow he had left, and the woman darted out after him. Though Isaac was physically fit and athletic, he was not of stocky build, however, if was clear that his form clearly over-powered the small woman behind him standing nearly two heads taller than she.
When they reached the group around the fire, Isaac placed his left hand on his hip, his arm covered in a loose fitting, black cloth sleeve, and smiled warmly, nodding to each in turn. The fire gleamed off his black hair and made his green eyes glow warmly. By his ears, is was clear he was Miqo'te, but his tail was strangely absent. "Good evening ladies, sir." The woman behind him clung to his bare arm, keeping her head low.
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