For his part Warren was doing his best to not look like he was openly waiting around. The courtyard of Whitebrim offered little to look at, however, so he opted to stand before the fire in the yard and warm his hands by it. His hood was pulled up and he had hoped he wasn't looking completely conspicuous but by virtue of not moving along in one way or another he knew he had to stand out.
Relax, relax, they're not going to be looking at you soon, Twelve hoping. C'mon, c'mon...
His gaze moved from grouping to grouping. A small band of lancers moving on patrol. A pair of dragoons moving towards the inn. An elezen in a foppish hat and robe flanked by two guards. An elezen woman moving hurriedly towards the medical building. A handful of commoners moving to get breakfast and
Wait
Warren's eyes zipped back towards the medical facility, keeping his head still to avoid telegraphing his movement. The woman went to the door and withdrew a keyring, unlocking it and passing through the portal as the door lazily slid shut behind her.
Relax, relax, they're not going to be looking at you soon, Twelve hoping. C'mon, c'mon...
His gaze moved from grouping to grouping. A small band of lancers moving on patrol. A pair of dragoons moving towards the inn. An elezen in a foppish hat and robe flanked by two guards. An elezen woman moving hurriedly towards the medical building. A handful of commoners moving to get breakfast and
Wait
Warren's eyes zipped back towards the medical facility, keeping his head still to avoid telegraphing his movement. The woman went to the door and withdrew a keyring, unlocking it and passing through the portal as the door lazily slid shut behind her.
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