Izzaz’s chuckle had died down to groans and sighs. If there was one thing that he would rather be, and that was beside a Gerudo brothel, it was between a pair of zealous relatives that took pleasure in openly mocking him of his desertion. To make matters worse, he loathed the fact that he was related to The Rova Twins in front of the ranger and flaunted their perceived moral superiority against him. 

“I come here to enjoy the festivities and that is all you will get out of me. But if you insist, I am on business on letting these loose oafs and shysters back in their place, while this whelp is licking the boots of the King. I suggest you back off and let me deal with this worm.” He taunted them with cynicism and with braggart, attempting to mock them and justify his actions. 

But he could tell that he was not going to get away from this easily. No… most of the time, they would simply steal back the money from him and throw it to the beggars to humiliate Izzaz, in addition they would remind him that he would have gotten flogged from the elders when he was a youth. 

“Stealing from thieves makes you a thief also. Or maybe the irony is lost on you?” Kaiver retorted.

“That is none of your concern. I prefer to look after my own hide, and you should do the same.”

Kaiver head what Izzaz had done and started to grow sick of his presence. Riding in and terrorizing the guards with his beast was one thing. But thievery, threating to wound him just out of spite, and disrespecting his king and his wife, he felt that he had enough of this rouge for one day, especially as he threatened whatever honor he had left within the guard. 

“I’ve had enough of you this day, Wolf-rider… Whatever honor you have left, I suggest you leave by noon or otherwise I shall have the guards and Sir Halbert deal with you. I refuse to be put into trouble by your actions!” Kaiver shouted at Izzaz with a livid tone, annoyed at his actions. “Do I make myself clear?”

Izzaz grunted and walked away from the three of them, making his way towards the windmill. “Indeed… Oh… and by the way. Before I make off, I shall pay my respects to Master Izark before I leave. Otherwise, if I am denied my final respects, I will not hesitate to make you suffer.” Izzaz said with a cold and serious tone.

As the Shiekah made his way from them, Kaiver looked at the twins and cleared his throat, making his request known to them. “If he does anything that will endanger the lives of anyone, be sure to tell Sir Halbert or any of the guards as soon as you can. Understood?”

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Naklov looked at the toad for a bit and nodded, but he really didn’t need it as he might save it for later. He knew he could use it for his potions, but it wasn’t that necessary. He set the jar on the counter, watching as the thing jump around and croak. “I can see, but this is a mischievous little bugger that is eager to get out. A wild one, isn’t it? Other than that, I’m quite curious why are you making such dangerous explosives right now? I mean, I care about your safety and don’t wish to see you arrested.”