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Originally Posted by come4
Mal'al shook his head. Who joined their journey was not up to them to decide. The voice had asked them to find Fadren. It seemed that Fadren was pivotal to this entire situation. And it would be he who decided who can or would join the journey.
"Who does Dulas think he is? And who is this man. He's obviously very rich, to be able to afford this room. What does he want with us."
Mal'ak eyed the mad with curiosity, and some small amount of distrust.
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Looking at dulas, then back to the silent man at the door, rubbing the small stubble on his chin. "Hmm, interesting. A journey, eh?"
You must not trust me, I can tell by the stare you're giving me, I can see it in your eyes." Holding both hands out, palms up. " I mean no harm." He reaches out and unsheathes his Silver blade, the jewel adorned guard and hilt stood out the most. A flame reflected off the light, and caused him to squint, he layed it ontop of a fire in the fireplace where it began to glow crimson red, he stared at it for a moment before turning around.
"Will you have a seat?" He said, his face has no emotion, but a very deep stare. which broke into a small friendly smile.