[b][center] Sir Kay [/center][/b]

Kay gripped his reins as he focused on the road ahead, watching Gerard Voss ramble about Saker's Keep politics. Was this what they call town pride? While he had described formidable defenses, sir Kay thought that even that would not be able to fend off some of the enemies he once himself had faced. He absentmindedly patted the chestpiece of his armor.

When the other traveller greeted them, Sir Kay was quick to reach for his blade. Something was not right with the newcomer. It did feel out of place. He didn't look too human. Plus those linguistics... they were quite anticuated. Still he did not seem hostile, nor had any obvious hallmarks of evil, and had shown himself in a greeting. Was he ...actually a she? He didn't know.

"Bonsoir". He replied in the same kind of greeting. "There seems to be quite an influx of travellers in this swamp, mister Voss." He looked at his improptu travel partner. "I did not think slimes were that much of a fancy among the folk." He reiterated as he then eyed the new companion.

"Traveller, the road is treacherous. You should join us as well in reaching town. The numbers will offer safety from any undesirables." Kay added, urging the newcomer to come with them. "I am sir Kay of Stony Cross, by the way." He finished as he resumed his march.