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Main Source of Public Hazard
It was not Dezdin's place to question the actions of others. He would however take action if the choices made by those who thought only for themselves affected the innocent around them. That was the sense of how Dezdin took the words of Shifra as she warned the ones around her of her agenda. By all means they had chosen for themselves to follow in her wake, but he could only hope that Shifra's plan didn't involve anything beyond a simple question that wouldn't cause any retaliation. Though if anything were to happen to this town from her childish actions he would most certainly make sure she suffered a fate worse than anything the Fleet could muster. That aside Dezdin fell in tune to the questions taking each one as they came, his words concise as they left his mouth.
"Hin, is only a few buildings over." he pointed through the window at the building he had been in a few minutes ago. "Do refrain from calling him a smith while the fleet is in town."
Stepping past her he waved off Aliz's words as he started pacing towards the back door. "It'll be safer this way. I'll meet you in the back of the Inn." at this point Dezdin had grown aggitated, as his words lacked the usual humor he accompanied it with. It was best that he got these strangers out of town as soon as he could. With words of conflict brewing from Hin, Jed, and now possible confrontation with Shifra each passing moment left a increasingly bad taste in his mouth. He doubted it was the Keeper's cooking either... making his way to the back he motioned to the Inn Keeper; the man didn't question him as he stepped behind the door that lead to his kitchen area.
"Anything been going on lately for all this to happen?" Dezdin started off as the soon as the door closed behind them.
"Nothing that I know of honestly, it was probably just an accident while they were hunting." The Keeper, rubbed the back of his head as he thought over anything he had heard from passing travelers. "Though a few weeks back I heard that a few of the fleets had started fighting over territory close to here."
"That's nothing new..." Dezdin muttered as he let out a sigh through his nose. "Alright." the two men grasped each other's right hand at the elbow firmly "Do keep my stuff safe while I'm gone."
"Keep your own hide safe, Kid." The Keeper chuckled as he made his way back to his bar top. Stepping past the door that lead to the storage room Dezdin took a quick look at his vehicle as it remained waiting for its owner. Stepping next to it he let his fingers skim over it's surface, ignoring the creeping cold, before finding the connection to the large metallic cart and disconnecting it. Moving it towards the entrance, he sat down and let the ignition warm up, as he did a double check on all the machine's functions, hoping nothing had frozen and broken during last night's wind. "Morning." he softly whispered to his vehicle before tapping it softly. This was his life line during his travels, without it he would've died a long time ago, ranging from turning into a popsicle, to being eaten, and not just by Gohlar.
"Hin, is only a few buildings over." he pointed through the window at the building he had been in a few minutes ago. "Do refrain from calling him a smith while the fleet is in town."
Stepping past her he waved off Aliz's words as he started pacing towards the back door. "It'll be safer this way. I'll meet you in the back of the Inn." at this point Dezdin had grown aggitated, as his words lacked the usual humor he accompanied it with. It was best that he got these strangers out of town as soon as he could. With words of conflict brewing from Hin, Jed, and now possible confrontation with Shifra each passing moment left a increasingly bad taste in his mouth. He doubted it was the Keeper's cooking either... making his way to the back he motioned to the Inn Keeper; the man didn't question him as he stepped behind the door that lead to his kitchen area.
"Anything been going on lately for all this to happen?" Dezdin started off as the soon as the door closed behind them.
"Nothing that I know of honestly, it was probably just an accident while they were hunting." The Keeper, rubbed the back of his head as he thought over anything he had heard from passing travelers. "Though a few weeks back I heard that a few of the fleets had started fighting over territory close to here."
"That's nothing new..." Dezdin muttered as he let out a sigh through his nose. "Alright." the two men grasped each other's right hand at the elbow firmly "Do keep my stuff safe while I'm gone."
"Keep your own hide safe, Kid." The Keeper chuckled as he made his way back to his bar top. Stepping past the door that lead to the storage room Dezdin took a quick look at his vehicle as it remained waiting for its owner. Stepping next to it he let his fingers skim over it's surface, ignoring the creeping cold, before finding the connection to the large metallic cart and disconnecting it. Moving it towards the entrance, he sat down and let the ignition warm up, as he did a double check on all the machine's functions, hoping nothing had frozen and broken during last night's wind. "Morning." he softly whispered to his vehicle before tapping it softly. This was his life line during his travels, without it he would've died a long time ago, ranging from turning into a popsicle, to being eaten, and not just by Gohlar.