@sunnyside I’ll admit that I’m a little uncertain about what you’re trying to imply I do or say xD.
Shi’ran had barely gotten into the shanties and was just beginning to look around for where he was supposed to go; he’d just-about noticed this one ‘rock house’ that stood out a little compared to all the other ones when someone at the front of it was waving and gesturing him to follow inside. They mentioned Jenner. How did they know who he was looking for? It caught him as strange, so very strange … but he could tell that they weren’t malevolent or lying. Something with the situation … someone intending to cause him trouble probably wouldn’t be so obvious.
He followed them inside, looking baffled about their apparent clairvoyance but not saying anything about it. The Therian looked around the interior, that to him didn’t seem to fit at all but who was he to judge the culture of others? Maybe this was normal for someone living in the desert. The bottles of wine made him feel thirsty; he legitimately thought about trying to snag one of the bottles, but he wasn’t really given an opportunity at that point.
The Therian stopped looking around so much when he was ‘introduced’ to Jenner and he listened to the man introduce and explain his observations simply because Shi’ran wasn’t really given much of an opportunity to interject. This guy could talk for days… And he seemed awfully … well, he seemed to know more than he was supposed to. At the least Shi’ran cottoned on to the fact that he hinted, very obviously, that he knew where the team of scavengers he was supposed to be looking for had gone even though he didn’t want to ‘talk business’ straight away but talk about Shi’ran himself, instead.
Were all Pactmakers like this? Manipulative? Confusing? Shi’ran looked away from the man, to the side at some of the empty couches and tables, a frown on his face. The bald man had a point though … what did he want? …… Was there going to be any repercussions, was he going to be expected to reimburse the man in some way for humouring him? He thought on it a little … the man obviously knew of the scavengers, the ruins …… Hanze had never said he couldn’t do something for himself, right?
“… I guess if you’re insisting, buddy … I don’t know what the Hell you’re expecting to get out of it but …” He looked back to the man, his eyes looking like a simmering fire just waiting for an excuse to explode. “… I’ve always wanted to know more about magic … dark magic. I … want to learn how to use it.”
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