Still standing where he had stopped moving a considerable time ago and having been abandoned by all the guards and already having been designated a 'problem' openly, Othiosiya couldn't help but feel quite... disposed of. The Drabarian could see movement in the foremost section of the guild hall his view could access, but still the massive gradient in illumination between the outside world and the inside room made it hardly possible to see anything without starting relentlessly.

The latter thing was an option the Drabarian was not willing to take. He silently considered it to be rude and inadequate for the situation, even though other, vastly smaller people seemed to be far less hesitant. Given this it wasn't surprising that the order in which the new arrivals started to be dealt with was not the same order in which they arrived, but again patience was an art to be mastered. Othiosiya only made a few small steps forward to give a signal that he actually [i]was[/i] interested in joining, but his hopelessly tremendous body was capable of making a series of loud, thudding noises out of even that.

The Drabarian used the available time to make initial judgements: The man who had overtaken him in the queue didn't seem to hide anything spectacular: Simple clothes, ordinary physique. Kayden on the other hand was an entirely different person: The number of coins in his pocket didn't seem to be much of a worry for that man. In fact Othiosiya initially found it hard to not put him across the border which separated normal behaviour from forced attempts to look fancy.

[color=ffff00]"Well... yes. I've come here to try and join your company."[/color] Damn he really would have liked to already know Kayden's name, but in order not to put the other man into the same embarrassing trap he quickly added his own. [color=ffff00]"I'm Othiosiya."[/color]

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