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[center][color=gray][color=#008080][b]Interacting with:[/b][/color] Emil [@vietmyke], Rylan [@Vertigo][/color][/center]
[color=gray]So, not only was the man a thief, but he was also a liar. He was pretty sure he wasn't the only one lurking about the place. The other guy was even there before him! Tristan wanted to scald him with words, to teach him a lesson that he probably already "learned". He felt his pallid cheeks heat up with embarrassment. Him, felled so far as to look like a thief! Fate wasn't very fond of him tonight. Hopefully, the young stryxkeepers would be merciful with him. Maybe they would allow him to scurry off without alerting the guards. The last thing he wanted was for his father to find out. How humorous it was; he was very much like a fledgling girl who wished to prance away from her father's eyes in order to elope with her lover.

He flinched when the other man mentioned cutting off hands. Oh no. No, no, no. He couldn't have [i]that[/i]. Tristan tried to imagine himself with two stumps, starting right at his wrists. The color drained from his face. He almost followed Rylan's suit. But Emil seemed to be the more gentle of the two, even though he had a spear resting in his hands...

At last, the other man spoke. His words made little sense to Tristan, for he didn't know what a broodmother did, or why he would feed itself to it. Were broodmothers useless? Was the one that he wanted to take a broodmother? He suddenly felt much less comfortable with the situation than he already was. Not only did he look like a thief, but now he looked like a bumbling idiot. Then came the question. The question that he knew he was going to be asked if he was caught. The question... he really didn't have a sane answer to. If he answered dishonestly, then Emil and his partner would surely be able to tell. If he answered honestly, then Emil would probably think him crazy and send him reeling to the guards. Clenching and unclenching his jaw, he straightened his back, looking at Emil in the eye.

[color=#008080][b]"I seek to leave Vauclase and head north towards Soquin,"[/b][/color] he answered bluntly. [color=#008080][b]"To see why they've left our nation hanging before the jaws of beasts and bandits and demons."[/b][/color]

For a moment, he was quiet. Tristan felt small. He never took such a bold decision, except for when he caused havoc for his family or bedded more than one woman at once. But now he didn't really feel so sure of himself. That was kept hidden away, of course. He kept his eyes locked upon Emil before looking at the other man and Rylan. [color=#008080][b]"I was hoping that some would join me. If we keep on like this, we won't make it through the winter. No one's doing anything about it. Not even the men on the Steelskine!"[/b][/color][/color]