There was no escaping a Miqo'te ear.
Desmond stood up and walked slowly around to face the stranger. He didn't look like a bandit. There were no outlaw tattoos and his gear was relatively new. The steel looked sharp enough however.
"Easy there," Desmond said in a controlled manner.
The Miqo'te tightened his grip on his weapon but his expression was never anything more than neutral. Even though he had been shouting a moment ago he was all business now. He had a warrior's training. Desmond relaxed his shoulders a bit.
"Are you on a job? Who sent you?"
Desmond stood up and walked slowly around to face the stranger. He didn't look like a bandit. There were no outlaw tattoos and his gear was relatively new. The steel looked sharp enough however.
"Easy there," Desmond said in a controlled manner.
The Miqo'te tightened his grip on his weapon but his expression was never anything more than neutral. Even though he had been shouting a moment ago he was all business now. He had a warrior's training. Desmond relaxed his shoulders a bit.
"Are you on a job? Who sent you?"
