He had no intuition to suspect the kind of danger he could have been in. Stalked like the unsuspecting sheep carolled in on a farmer’s land. As often times it occurs in the wild the hunter becomes the hunted. But as always he was ready. He would not be caught off guard by those gathered harboring ulterior motives. It was obvious they were foreigners. What did they have on the line, he wondered? For Jaegar, this was personal. This was a means to protect his home. If this mess could be handled swiftly, whatever was left in the mines could be exploited to help bolster the community. It was a dwindling prospect to say the least, but as long as there was hope. 


[Hider=Game Mechanics][url=http://www.roleplayerguild.com/rolls/952]Jaegar makes a spot check to catch a glimpse of Geraint's animal companion. He rolls a (17) surpassing even the additional destractive modifier.[/url][/hider]

As Jaegar approached, he would not remove his hand from the sword at his belt, [b]“Aye, a similar quest in deed.”[/b] 

Jaegar began to step around the outsiders. He looked them up and down examining their profiles. Typically, he would do such matters on the fly. However, as he was about to delve into what could potentially be smaller than a jail cell he felt he needed to do it now. Known weapons may be dangerous but left unnoticed and one could end up with dagger in his backs at the most inopportune time. Or maybe a tiger’s jaws wrapped around his throat. 

[b]“Around here, I’m called Jaegar.”[/b] The ranger said as he repositioned himself to stand in between the newcomers and the ruined tower. [b]“Sander’s Reach is my home, which is a lot more than I can say for that tiger you’ve got prowling around out there.”[/b] He snarked pointing out into the distance where he had caught a glimpse of the big cat. [b]“But whatever is hunkered down in here - it’s a problem for us here.”[/b] 

Dropping his left hand, Jaegar laid hand on the hilt of the dagger at his other hip. Turning sideways he made it as to keep his eye on both the party and the door. He would not be caught off guard. 

[b]“Shall we?”[/b] 

[@Yamazaki] [@The Harbinger of Ferocity]