Saxon watched quietly as a woman who looked completely alien to the local color walked out in a huff and took to the railing on the other side of the porch. That was quick, the eldritch thought as he watched the woman suck in air as if she had just been punched in the gut. He didn't know her, but the weird certainly knew of the woman that stood less than a few feet away. Kip was it? Saxon thought, No, no that isn't right. Its.. Kyo, right?
Saxon had kept his ear low to the ground ever since it had become public knowledge that a group of bandits and thieves were forming a sort of brotherhood. They had practically shouted it to the rooftops in the criminal underworld and the people who led the splinter group were so physically loud that it hurt the weird's ears. But, there she was. A woman who had staked something in this organization and looked like she belonged in the sort of thing like Saxon belonged in a concert.
Was she trustworthy? His mind asked.
" Only one way to find out," Saxon muttered as his arms left the railing and he took one last look at the quiet serenity around him. Taking a deep breath, the weird grabbed Syvriak who sat against a column and slowly began to walk in her direction.
Clack, Clack, Clack
Within seconds Saxon could hear the woman breathing as she looked off into the distance. Offering a small smile, the eldritch nodded to the woman who had probably noticed her by now. Setting the staff against the railing and leaning against the rail a safe distance away, the weird looked out towards the bright, lunar orb that hung in the night sky and said," Pretty sight, isn't it?"
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