kittenofdeath
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Arkhan took the seat once he was permitted to do so, nodding in reply to Kumio and thanking Vayah at the same time, joining the group had gone delightfully smooth. “Thank you” he said as the food was offered to him, taking the offered plate but not eating yet “In short activism is seeking social and political change, in a generally nonviolent way.” He often found that people didn’t actually know what some of the words he used meant, but they rarely admitted it, this Vayah was the naive one, wasn’t she?
Then the last of last nights attractions arrived, baring prince Sabin of course, but him joining them for breakfast was unlikely, and in Arkhans opinion, a clear herald of rotten luck. The latest arrival though, was as easy to remember as the prince was, after all, once you jump up on a bar you get remembered, for good or worse, in Arkhans opinion, it was the latter. His lack of etiquette implied a more familiar standing with the group, however, the response it garnered implied the opposite, which was confirmed by Vayah before too long had passed. She was direct, he had uses for direct.
This Sebastian character however, while loud and showy, struck him as the far less direct type, loud words and a silent knife as it were, Arkhan had uses for such people as well though. “Traveling out is not as simple as it sounds, there is little in the way of trading opportunity once we leave here, so ample provisions would need to be acquired, clean drinking water, preservable food, medical supplies” there was more on that list, but he didn’t know what it was, Arkhan knew his limits and wilderness knowledge was one of them.
On the subject of Vayahs words however, Arkhan remained silent, the fact that he was there was show enough that he would listen, and that was all that had truly been asked so far.
Then the last of last nights attractions arrived, baring prince Sabin of course, but him joining them for breakfast was unlikely, and in Arkhans opinion, a clear herald of rotten luck. The latest arrival though, was as easy to remember as the prince was, after all, once you jump up on a bar you get remembered, for good or worse, in Arkhans opinion, it was the latter. His lack of etiquette implied a more familiar standing with the group, however, the response it garnered implied the opposite, which was confirmed by Vayah before too long had passed. She was direct, he had uses for direct.
This Sebastian character however, while loud and showy, struck him as the far less direct type, loud words and a silent knife as it were, Arkhan had uses for such people as well though. “Traveling out is not as simple as it sounds, there is little in the way of trading opportunity once we leave here, so ample provisions would need to be acquired, clean drinking water, preservable food, medical supplies” there was more on that list, but he didn’t know what it was, Arkhan knew his limits and wilderness knowledge was one of them.
On the subject of Vayahs words however, Arkhan remained silent, the fact that he was there was show enough that he would listen, and that was all that had truly been asked so far.