[center][h3][u][b][color=sienna]D R I F T E R[/color][/b][/u][/h3]
[i][b]A Group of Rag Tag Zeroes[/b][/i][/center]
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"If what you say is true, step back and keep your hands where they can be seen. Know that if you raise a hand against me, you do so to a Priestess of the Goddesses." 

"Does it count when I raise my hands for you to see them?" The Drifter smirked as the knight--a woman, now that he looked more closely, and rather sturdily built for one with an unusually red head of hair--lowered her sword and turned out the lights. But he stepped away from the guard and raised his hands. One was open, but the other still loosely held his umbrella--however, surely an umbrella wouldn't be threatening?

"The blood looks fresh." the Dame noted, moving towards the door and gripping the handle. "Was he alive when you found him?" she finished, cracking open the door and peering into it.

"Only just." The swordsman's smirk was replaced with a bitter frown. "He gave me a map of hidden passages. And..." He paused. He assumed they were here for the same reason he was. But did he really have a reason to trust any of them yet? "Are any of you familiar with the Queen's servant, Impa?"

He looked over the group, now that his eyes had readjusted to the gloom. The priestess was a Zora, with all the odd allure and charm of that species despite the uncanny aquatic nature. The Knight...the Drifter was starting to wonder if she was just an unusually large woman for Hylian standards, or if she was from one of the other races, or a kingdom outside of Hyrule. And the others...just what sorts were they?

Also, how had he missed that bloody deadbolt?

"Have you another blade, good knight? Perhaps one that shines not so brightly?" Feeling that the Zora had probably completed her inspection by now, he lowered his hands until he placed his umbrella's point upon the floor like a walking stick, both hands clasped overtop it. He lowered his voice. "For one thing, the greatest pleasure is to do good by stealth and have it found out by accident. For another, there is no such thing as defeat in non-violence."

After all, whether it was a King's man or not, the guards had been placed upon their duty to stop any and all intruders. And at the end of the day, they too were men with families and dreams...