After Miryn supplied her name and finished speaking she spoke up as she unfolded the note, "Zabine."
Zabine's read through the note is interrupted by the latest stranger to approach. Her brow raising a bit as she studied the scarred fighter. Something about him made her uneasy. Her eyes traveled to his blade and then back to the wounds on the corpse in front of her. Trying to see how sharp a blade or claw had rent the man's light armour.
Her gaze flickered to the other Duskwight's boots. Then to the baked earth around them, trying to see if the body being so close to the riverbank had left any noticeable tracks that might match the towering specimen of her kind with his... notebook? Or grimoire? The others were talking again and she only listened enough to know that none of them were addressing her directly. Miryn was irritated. The miqo'te keeping up his unflappable and vaguely antagonistic front.
Letting out a slow breath she focuses her mind, trying to block out the oppressive heat and the chaotic aether the area seemed to thrum with in it's notes of discord. Likely caused by the giant crystal structures looming behind the cliffs behind her. If he was about to cast something she wanted to perhaps feel it coming.
Zabine's read through the note is interrupted by the latest stranger to approach. Her brow raising a bit as she studied the scarred fighter. Something about him made her uneasy. Her eyes traveled to his blade and then back to the wounds on the corpse in front of her. Trying to see how sharp a blade or claw had rent the man's light armour.
Her gaze flickered to the other Duskwight's boots. Then to the baked earth around them, trying to see if the body being so close to the riverbank had left any noticeable tracks that might match the towering specimen of her kind with his... notebook? Or grimoire? The others were talking again and she only listened enough to know that none of them were addressing her directly. Miryn was irritated. The miqo'te keeping up his unflappable and vaguely antagonistic front.
Letting out a slow breath she focuses her mind, trying to block out the oppressive heat and the chaotic aether the area seemed to thrum with in it's notes of discord. Likely caused by the giant crystal structures looming behind the cliffs behind her. If he was about to cast something she wanted to perhaps feel it coming.
