X'ahce would nod at the comment on the warfare of tribes and looked back towards the block he was fletching. Listening to the light conversation of the two women, he'd fall back into his own focus in carving the wood. He'd glance up for a moment as he felt a set of eyes upon him only to capture the gaze of the miqo'te female. She'd look away so quick, he'd simply shrug it off and continue cutting the wood for a brief moment before feeling the cart come to a stop. Pressing the flat end of the blade to the wood to prevent any accidental cuts, he'd look up in time to see the miqo'te hit her back against the back of the cart. His attention shifting to the drivers words and then back to Kieaira and her comment. Nodding his head in agreement, he'd still remain silent as to focus on the fletching.
Not long after he had diverted his attention, the Keeper male drew it back at the question of everyone's trade. He'd open his mouth to say something, but would cut himself off as his mind's eye focused on the two extremely timid women, and deciding best to keep his mouth shut. He'd avert his gaze back at the wood in the talk of 'Mercenary' trade and continue fletching once more.
Once more his attention would divert to the Keeper-- Oh good, a question that's rather neutral at best, "My names X'ahce (( For non-miqo'te, you'd simply say 'Ace' when dropping the tribal name )). So yes, I'm a part of the 'X' tribe, or as others say, the Lynx tribe. Either works." His eyes shifting to the miqo'te female as the Keeper hit the nail on the head in terms of his own curiousity. Though he wanted to know the answer, his attention would shift back to the Hyur beside him and the little conversation between him and the driver. A humorous smirk would play on his features as he listened to the two almost bicker back and forth in a sort of banter.Â
Once he heard Kieaira speak, he'd look back to her and only to capture her gaze briefly as she'd only have glanced at him. He'd then simply nod to the driver as he had noted a five minute warning. He'd continue fletching the block of wood as his eyes shifted back to the Keeper male when he was asked why he was going to Gridania, once more his own curiousity getting the best of him.
Not long after he had diverted his attention, the Keeper male drew it back at the question of everyone's trade. He'd open his mouth to say something, but would cut himself off as his mind's eye focused on the two extremely timid women, and deciding best to keep his mouth shut. He'd avert his gaze back at the wood in the talk of 'Mercenary' trade and continue fletching once more.
Once more his attention would divert to the Keeper-- Oh good, a question that's rather neutral at best, "My names X'ahce (( For non-miqo'te, you'd simply say 'Ace' when dropping the tribal name )). So yes, I'm a part of the 'X' tribe, or as others say, the Lynx tribe. Either works." His eyes shifting to the miqo'te female as the Keeper hit the nail on the head in terms of his own curiousity. Though he wanted to know the answer, his attention would shift back to the Hyur beside him and the little conversation between him and the driver. A humorous smirk would play on his features as he listened to the two almost bicker back and forth in a sort of banter.Â
Once he heard Kieaira speak, he'd look back to her and only to capture her gaze briefly as she'd only have glanced at him. He'd then simply nod to the driver as he had noted a five minute warning. He'd continue fletching the block of wood as his eyes shifted back to the Keeper male when he was asked why he was going to Gridania, once more his own curiousity getting the best of him.
