He steps closer, taking a place beside the man. His tone had changed--still correcting the ignorant, but now with an air of indulgent affection fora poor lost soul. "We should explore this city together. I've been warned it can be quite dangerous here. And you're quite unarmed."
He only seems to have a small knife at his belt, utilitarian and well-kept. But that isn't all, of course. He reaches into the pack he's been provided, pulling out a bundle carefully wrapped in his new cloak. The ornate steel handle of his bouquet is the only part that's yet uncovered.
"Oh, what good luck that you ran into me, dear one."
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He steps closer, taking a place beside the man. His tone had changed--still correcting the ignorant, but now with an air of indulgent affection fora poor lost soul. "We should explore this city together. I've been warned it can be quite dangerous here. And you're quite unarmed."
He only seems to have a small knife at his belt, utilitarian and well-kept. But that isn't all, of course. He reaches into the pack he's been provided, pulling out a bundle carefully wrapped in his new cloak. The ornate steel handle of his bouquet is the only part that's yet uncovered.
"Oh, what good luck that you ran into me, dear one."