Warren Castille rattled slightly as he shifted his weight from one foot to the other. The constant buzz of the Quicksand was persistent and familiar but Warren was troubled by the faces seated at tables and the bar. Barring few exceptions, he didn't recognize them. The thought troubled him while making a degree of sense.
Surprised you heard about that tucked away in your fortress.
The criticism had been leveraged correctly against him and he saw the truth of it before his eyes. He simply did not know the people he was standing watch over, and by and large they paid him no attention. Two moons removed from the eye of the world would do that. In the current swing of political dissent and vague, floating concerns otherworldly it made sense that the population was constantly changing. Warren's gaze hardened as he glanced from group to group.
Otto's words from the other night hunt over him like a cowl. Warren's brief celebration at Howl's victory was cut short by the flocking of friends and fans, and the wealthy aristocrat had been cordial in his pleasantries though the words stuck in the paladin's ribs like a knife.
"I guess I'll keep an eye out for any letters..."
Howl seemed brought down by the implication of watchful eyes as well. Warren knew about the letters but hadn't brought it up for conversation yet. Despite his misgivings about the world and the people in it, Warren did trust the man. The world held few people he could say that about.
Warren's gaze landed on a hyur wearing a long robe. The hood was pulled up over his head but the man's attention wasn't on the company in front of him. Warren wondered how long he was being obserbed, but then the hyur smiled knowingly and turned his attention back to the elezen woman in front of him and the dark-skinning miqo'te man by her side. Their words continued, lost in the constant murmur of the Wellspring of the Jewel.
"Things seem to be in order for now, Miss Momodi." Warren bowed slightly to the diminutive hostess and turned for an exit. "I have matters to tend to, and will return."
If she replied, he couldn't hear her. His mind was already considering how his conversation at home was going to go.
Surprised you heard about that tucked away in your fortress.
The criticism had been leveraged correctly against him and he saw the truth of it before his eyes. He simply did not know the people he was standing watch over, and by and large they paid him no attention. Two moons removed from the eye of the world would do that. In the current swing of political dissent and vague, floating concerns otherworldly it made sense that the population was constantly changing. Warren's gaze hardened as he glanced from group to group.
Otto's words from the other night hunt over him like a cowl. Warren's brief celebration at Howl's victory was cut short by the flocking of friends and fans, and the wealthy aristocrat had been cordial in his pleasantries though the words stuck in the paladin's ribs like a knife.
"I guess I'll keep an eye out for any letters..."
Howl seemed brought down by the implication of watchful eyes as well. Warren knew about the letters but hadn't brought it up for conversation yet. Despite his misgivings about the world and the people in it, Warren did trust the man. The world held few people he could say that about.
Warren's gaze landed on a hyur wearing a long robe. The hood was pulled up over his head but the man's attention wasn't on the company in front of him. Warren wondered how long he was being obserbed, but then the hyur smiled knowingly and turned his attention back to the elezen woman in front of him and the dark-skinning miqo'te man by her side. Their words continued, lost in the constant murmur of the Wellspring of the Jewel.
"Things seem to be in order for now, Miss Momodi." Warren bowed slightly to the diminutive hostess and turned for an exit. "I have matters to tend to, and will return."
If she replied, he couldn't hear her. His mind was already considering how his conversation at home was going to go.
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