Clucking his tongue in disapproval, a second Miqo'te emerged from the shadows. Dressed all in grey - jerkin, silken shirt, cloak and cap - his face coated with grey pigment, he had avoided the trio's notice, engaged as they were in more energetic and entertaining pursuits. His name was C'kayah Tia, but tonight he bore a different moniker in accordance with the twins Nald and Thal, and their foremost lesson: opportunity.
With the confident steps of one who has every right to be there, despite his suspicious appearance, he moves directly to Tobias. Stooping, he begins to gather up the spilled contents of the bag, putting everything back in with the exception of the seal case.
"I saw what you did", he said in an approving tone. "You saved our employers garnet, and for that you should be commended."
He holds up the case, Ishgardian seal out, and continues. "All the same, I do not think this should go to the Goldsmith's Guild."
Standing, he hands the bag, minus the seal, to Landrenel. "I am U'kwor Tia", he says placidly, "and as my companion here has been hired to safeguard the garnet, I have been hired to safeguard the seal. Thank you for your assistance in this, Sultansworn."
He smiled down at Tobias, his teeth flashing white against the grey of his painted face. "I was honestly surprised to see that they had sent only one man to guard the gemstone. I'm pleased to see that their choice was correct. Forgive me for not coming to your aid earlier, but I had strict orders. You understand the cryptic and untrusting ways of our employer. Come, shall we get you to a healer?"
With the confident steps of one who has every right to be there, despite his suspicious appearance, he moves directly to Tobias. Stooping, he begins to gather up the spilled contents of the bag, putting everything back in with the exception of the seal case.
"I saw what you did", he said in an approving tone. "You saved our employers garnet, and for that you should be commended."
He holds up the case, Ishgardian seal out, and continues. "All the same, I do not think this should go to the Goldsmith's Guild."
Standing, he hands the bag, minus the seal, to Landrenel. "I am U'kwor Tia", he says placidly, "and as my companion here has been hired to safeguard the garnet, I have been hired to safeguard the seal. Thank you for your assistance in this, Sultansworn."
He smiled down at Tobias, his teeth flashing white against the grey of his painted face. "I was honestly surprised to see that they had sent only one man to guard the gemstone. I'm pleased to see that their choice was correct. Forgive me for not coming to your aid earlier, but I had strict orders. You understand the cryptic and untrusting ways of our employer. Come, shall we get you to a healer?"
