"Yes, you should have looked better." K'takka's voice was a grinding, earthy sound from where she huddled in the rear of the tent. The leathery skin on her face shifted in displeasure, her shining eyes squinting darkly at K'luha. "But you're here now, and he is not. Wherever he is, he has gone alone."
She ran her long fingernails through the fur that surrounded her, acquisitions from Ul'dah given to her by her children and grandchildren. She was sparsely decorated with gold from the city, including a band that flickered as it shook on her shivering, misshapen index finger. "Whatever his state, I am as concerned for the gemstones that he hoards upon his wrist. They could never be replaced. He needs to be found."
Her eyes still boring into K'luha, she said, "Why did he leave? Why? What clues did he give?"
She ran her long fingernails through the fur that surrounded her, acquisitions from Ul'dah given to her by her children and grandchildren. She was sparsely decorated with gold from the city, including a band that flickered as it shook on her shivering, misshapen index finger. "Whatever his state, I am as concerned for the gemstones that he hoards upon his wrist. They could never be replaced. He needs to be found."
Her eyes still boring into K'luha, she said, "Why did he leave? Why? What clues did he give?"
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