
Warren raised a hand from the crook of his arm in a small wave accompanied by a smile when Aya got his attention. She also thought the letters on the pillar were coincidence; Good head on that girl, despite the whispers that sometimes caused Warren to scowl in the direction of the unkind.
"Warren Castille, free paladin." He offered a small bow to the dark-haired woman, noting her grin carefully. "This is Kage. It doesn't spell how it sounds, I assure you. I doubt you'll be writing songs about either of us, however. We're just doing our duty. Not to speak for the man, of course, but it's not always a glamorous lifestyle."
He spared the miqo'te an empathetic glance.
"Warren Castille, free paladin." He offered a small bow to the dark-haired woman, noting her grin carefully. "This is Kage. It doesn't spell how it sounds, I assure you. I doubt you'll be writing songs about either of us, however. We're just doing our duty. Not to speak for the man, of course, but it's not always a glamorous lifestyle."
He spared the miqo'te an empathetic glance.