[u] [b] Grey Onyx [/b] [/u]

Grey had simply nodded at Lucilia's instructions, but he doubted he could follow the 'social' directive. You see, of all the lessons Grey had learned from his career, one stood out more than any other; be intimidating. You see, a sufficiently scary bodyguard just might deter would-be assailants from your target, as a big hulking wall of meat that looks like he can crush plate-armor in his teeth sends a message, a message that they might get brutally killed. Was it foolproof? no, it wasn't, but Grey understood and respected the value of fear, espescially if it helped him prevent bloodshed. Now, he usually relied on his less then welcoming face for said intimidation factor, but today he chose a different tactic, as his new temporary armor came with a closed helm. Tonight he was a massive steel juggernaut, forever vigilant. He did not speak, barely moved, and was always watching. He radiated a sort of cold focus, not unlike the machines of the ancient world. He kept his distance from Lucilia, but kept her in sight. While he was more or less her protector right now, he felt if he was too close he might frighten the dignitaries.

He watched and listened as she talked with a group of Eysire. Most seemed to be warriors of a sort, but Grey thought they kind of reminded him of a hit squad. The leader was a woman, cloaked. The only thing he discerned of her was the black scales. As he listened to them, he was somewhat alarmed. They were after Ssarak, a student here. They said he was some sort of fugitive, and while he was of course unsure, of the few times he had met the man out in the halls, he didn't seem like the criminal type. Still, these looked to be the types that my try to circumvent the typical justice process, so he decided a warning was in order.

Grey reached into his belt pouch, and pulled out a small stone inscribed with various runes. This was a sending rune issued to him by the guard. It would allow him to (In an emergency, as it's use was limited) send a message to whatever captain was on duty at the time. The message would be heard inside the receiver's mind, but unfortunately communication was one way. He gently ran his finger along the patter on it, and it glowed a soft purple. Opening his mask a bit, he spoke softly into it, so none could eavesdrop. [i]"Command, this is Guardsman Onyx. I have reason to believe a group of people might make an attempt on a student's life. They are a small group of Eysire, several goons in leather armor, all male. Probable leader is a female with black scales in a heavy cloak. their potential target is an eysire student by the name of Ssarak. I don't recommend action as I have no proof. I advise subtle vigilance. Message repeats,"[/i] He spoke, repeating the message in it's entirety before palming the stone and resuming his watch. He would keep an eye on them himself, but unfortunately he had other priorities at the moment. Still, a group of guards would at least keep an eye on them to avoid any unnecessary funny business.