"I am capable of answering such queries myself," Kasrjin interrupted. This female was turning out to be rather idiotic. She had asked if the Xaela had killed their two intruders, when a simple cursory--or even momentary--inspection of the scene would have confirmed it. And now she sought further reasoning from Edda, who was not present or possibly even conscious for the conflict, while simultaneously being displeased at Kasrjin's sarcastic confirmation to such a blitheringly obtuse question. He was aware of what kind of trouble a misunderstanding might bring and that Edda, having been absent, was not necessarily equipped to provide such information. A small part of him twinged with equal parts guilt and annoyance again for having stepped outside of his capacity as a warrior.
Nonetheless, the intimidating Au Ra stepped slightly forward ahead of Edda such that he was standing in front of the stern female, who practically had to crane her neck to look up at him. His gaze was cold and severe. If this foolish woman wanted answers, she need only have asked the right questions in the first place instead of seeking confirmation on the obvious. Thinking about it irritated Kasrjin far more than it should have.
"I am Khadai of the Xaela. I am not of Dravania. Those two," he made a sweeping gesture to the scene of gore behind them, "had intended hostile action upon us and had their weapons withdrawn. I dispatched them before they could inflict harm. Edda is present to guide me into the region known as Coerthas. In return, I am to serve as..." he paused briefly, seeking the right words. "...one who may or may not be called upon to fight for her, at her leisure."
With those blunt and straightforward responses, Kasrjin stepped back behind Edda some ways, slipping the greatsword into the embrace of its harness upon his back. He had no intention of fighting, but he had no intention of remaining in the company of such a stolid woman. Before, he might have simply chalked up the more imbecilic questions as simply western culture, but the female's tone was clearly antagonistic towards both himself and to his guide, and thus he found himself expressing a desire to leave expediently. Though Edda's questions were strange in their vagueness, she was at least reasonably straightforward, and while the purpose of her questions escaped the Xaela at times, they did not feel as superfluous as the stern woman's inquiry of "Did you kill those men that you obviously killed for reasons I do not know but am making judgment on anyway".
Kasrjin glanced at Edda. "You stated the remainder of our journey would require a full sun. We lose light in this and conditions may worsen," he said austerely. "I will collect the remainder of your personal belongings, Edda." He paused again. "Carefully." The phrase was added almost as an afterthought. "Finish your discussion, then we must leave."
With that, the Xaela sauntered off towards the remains of the campsite to both finish masking the bodies and to perform the aforementioned task of preparing for travel.
And if that stern female tried to interfere with either of them, he would kill her.
Nonetheless, the intimidating Au Ra stepped slightly forward ahead of Edda such that he was standing in front of the stern female, who practically had to crane her neck to look up at him. His gaze was cold and severe. If this foolish woman wanted answers, she need only have asked the right questions in the first place instead of seeking confirmation on the obvious. Thinking about it irritated Kasrjin far more than it should have.
"I am Khadai of the Xaela. I am not of Dravania. Those two," he made a sweeping gesture to the scene of gore behind them, "had intended hostile action upon us and had their weapons withdrawn. I dispatched them before they could inflict harm. Edda is present to guide me into the region known as Coerthas. In return, I am to serve as..." he paused briefly, seeking the right words. "...one who may or may not be called upon to fight for her, at her leisure."
With those blunt and straightforward responses, Kasrjin stepped back behind Edda some ways, slipping the greatsword into the embrace of its harness upon his back. He had no intention of fighting, but he had no intention of remaining in the company of such a stolid woman. Before, he might have simply chalked up the more imbecilic questions as simply western culture, but the female's tone was clearly antagonistic towards both himself and to his guide, and thus he found himself expressing a desire to leave expediently. Though Edda's questions were strange in their vagueness, she was at least reasonably straightforward, and while the purpose of her questions escaped the Xaela at times, they did not feel as superfluous as the stern woman's inquiry of "Did you kill those men that you obviously killed for reasons I do not know but am making judgment on anyway".
Kasrjin glanced at Edda. "You stated the remainder of our journey would require a full sun. We lose light in this and conditions may worsen," he said austerely. "I will collect the remainder of your personal belongings, Edda." He paused again. "Carefully." The phrase was added almost as an afterthought. "Finish your discussion, then we must leave."
With that, the Xaela sauntered off towards the remains of the campsite to both finish masking the bodies and to perform the aforementioned task of preparing for travel.
And if that stern female tried to interfere with either of them, he would kill her.
