Mohri chaffed against the restrictions that surrounded his freedom yet again. Bodyguard duty for the village shaman Keah, a job he resented but owed a favour to his clan brother. This hanging tree business had put a few individuals on alert, like it or not he was here to do a job.
AS the shaman moved out to meet the strangers, He and his clan brother fell in step behind her. His Chakram secured to his back and his Brass knuckles hanging by his side in easy reach. Following the Elder with a watchful eye wasn't too hard but he kept his muscles coiled ready for action when she stopped and slammed her cane down on the ground.
Quickly scanning the clearing, noting the size and strength of the group, eyes resting on the tall Elezen. This one He knew.
AS the shaman moved out to meet the strangers, He and his clan brother fell in step behind her. His Chakram secured to his back and his Brass knuckles hanging by his side in easy reach. Following the Elder with a watchful eye wasn't too hard but he kept his muscles coiled ready for action when she stopped and slammed her cane down on the ground.
Quickly scanning the clearing, noting the size and strength of the group, eyes resting on the tall Elezen. This one He knew.
