Having leaned back further against the wall, his eyes closed and his head absent mindedly nodding along with the speech of the goblin, there was only one thing that Koji understood. He was getting paid for something. Despite his shock seeing- whatever that was- it wasn't his place to judge the people of this land. To be fair, they had already provided him with many surprises, so what if one of their 'Holy Men' happened to be a green skinned creature.

Turning his gaze to the firey haired woman, he'd nod in understanding as she spoke of the mountains and the elder man from before... It was then that a sudden pressure pushed against his armor. You know how this goes: hand to pommel, blade slightly drawn, eyes darting around for something about his size, and then looking down to see his assailant. Blink a couple times in surprise, all the warrior could do is chuckle as the woman spoke on his behalf. She seemed to know the warrior etiquette and carried herself with confidence as she spoke to the... badger?

Shaking his head in slight embarrassment once more, the warrior attempted to recall talks with the western beast masters of his land, stringing together a rather shoddy and choppy sentence as he spoke to the badger in beast-kin, "[color=ed1c24]No safe, little one. More careful." [/color]With that, he'd fully sheathe his blade as he once again he leaned against the wall with arms folded over his chest.

Though slightly amused, his mind slipped back to one word that stood out to him- Mau. Instantly his thoughts returned to his homeland as he now stood in quiet contemplation. Only once had he traveled into the mines of his homeland, and even then, he couldn't recall much. He just remembered the overwhelming feeling of magic in the air and the sudden ominous feeling of the darkness. If there were a mountain like that here...

"[color=8dc73f]Bahamut, give me purpose.[/color]" He'd utter under his breath, hopefully low enough for no one to hear as he uttered this brief prayer in Draconic. Perhaps his traveling to this land was with a purpose after all. Only time- and his blade- would tell.