[center][h2][color=ed1c24]Cayde Selmy[/color][/h2]
[sub][@The Irish Tree][@Awesomoman64][@Skyrte][@Suku][/sub][/center]

Releasing the grasp on his sword's hilt, Cayde gave the woman named Hilde another look over. He knew how skilled the warriors of Niflhelm were and that it was most likely not the best idea to put one's guard down when faced against one, but despite their rumored battle prowess he would suppress the voice in his head that screamed for him to unsheathe his weapon. The nobleman did not stand alone and he had never heard rumors of a single soldier of Niflhelm capable of fighting off dozens single-handed. Even she would have to realize that starting a fight was suicide. That wasn't even taking into consideration her demeanor. He felt that he could take her word that she meant no harm.

[color=ed1c24]"We only crashed here rather recently. I'm doubtful that any of us have seen whoever it is you're looking for, unless she's with us currently. You can check if you like, but-"[/color] he had begun to reply to Hilde, doing his best to emulate his uncle's tone of voice when negotiating with the other Zweite Junta members. He would be interrupted though by whatever creature had just attacked the wyvern above their heads, the rabbit running between their feet going completely unnoticed by him. Cayde had fought plenty of monsters and primals both during his time in Eradine's military, but at no point had he fought a creature such as the one that turned wyverns into food.

As it crashed the forest floor, Cayde let out a sigh of disappointment. [color=ed1c24]"I don't suppose that thing happened to land near wherever this medicine woman happens to live, did it?"[/color] At this point he knew to always expect the worst in these circumstances.