He'd been about to ask followup questions of the raving elezen when the crimson robed miqo'te had beaten him to it. So he lapsed to silence, instead listening to the words spoken by the gathering crowd.
He'd been about to speak again when the red-haired midlander had spoken up and again he held his silence, eyes narrowed slightly at the sight of the gleaming official armour the woman wore.
Instead of further talk he decided to meld back into the crowd, dragging Vaughn with him. Easy enough to do since all eyes were now drawn the the Sultana's private guard and the loud elezen on her box. Let them think he was just there for the spectacle. Which was mostly true. He wasn't quite sure what would be done to a woman spouting such things on a crowded street. Especially with the recent riots.Â
As he leans back against the far wall he catches sight of the wrapped Sounsyy. She hadn't noticed him yet and he watched her finger the pommel of her weapon. It was difficult to tell what the miqo'te was thinking, so wrapped in fabric, but he could tell she was very focus on the spectacle before them. He immediately is on full alert as he starts scanning the shadows and other recesses of the busy street from his taller vantage. Making certain he was between the covered miqo'te and Vaughn and looking for similarly dressed and weaponed figures. This -would- make a very public ambush and statement for this 'Republic of Ul'dah' ...
He'd been about to speak again when the red-haired midlander had spoken up and again he held his silence, eyes narrowed slightly at the sight of the gleaming official armour the woman wore.
Instead of further talk he decided to meld back into the crowd, dragging Vaughn with him. Easy enough to do since all eyes were now drawn the the Sultana's private guard and the loud elezen on her box. Let them think he was just there for the spectacle. Which was mostly true. He wasn't quite sure what would be done to a woman spouting such things on a crowded street. Especially with the recent riots.Â
As he leans back against the far wall he catches sight of the wrapped Sounsyy. She hadn't noticed him yet and he watched her finger the pommel of her weapon. It was difficult to tell what the miqo'te was thinking, so wrapped in fabric, but he could tell she was very focus on the spectacle before them. He immediately is on full alert as he starts scanning the shadows and other recesses of the busy street from his taller vantage. Making certain he was between the covered miqo'te and Vaughn and looking for similarly dressed and weaponed figures. This -would- make a very public ambush and statement for this 'Republic of Ul'dah' ...
