Although Boran was fairly certain there would be no trouble at the shop, he nevertheless kept an eye on the guard. He let Flint do the talking, took a quick peek a the shopkeeper - an elegant fellow - then proceeded to survey the room. Causing a ruckus in such a confined space would inevitably lead to considerable damage so the armored figure's first and foremost job was probably that of intimidation: the scaly armor and spiky mace neatly enforced the idea.

He positioned himself near the entrance, keeping a relaxed yet prepared pose. He didn't try to be sneaky about it, either. With his neck stretched and hands neatly folded in front of him, he himself looked like a security guard for Flint.