"A good soldier, like the grand prince you described, would not be scared of a bit of sand," Rebat chuckled. He was not too keen on revealing his true doubts about bathing. He knew well enough he cannot enter water up to his neck, recalling a harrowing moment when he was rapidly approaching the mouth of Hetuis after diving into a lake. A lesson he had to learn the difficult way, but a lesson he learned well. It was truly a miracle of Scen that he survived his own foolishness. "I am anxious to finish the task His Might has assigned me and return home. I am as frightened of the guards here as I hope you were when kindly visiting us in Xigyll." True enough, guards lined the city walls like banners, all accustomed to a dangerous and treacherous life. They glared down at everyone, most of all the little kobolds that scurried around the feet of the larger dracons.