As Sahale introduced himself Allanon raised his eyebrows. The man held a legendary reputation among those in the underground. He was also known to be one of the few powerful underworld leaders not in the Calabris' pocket. He had a reputation as a fiercely independent assassin-turned-broker. At least Allanon now knew he could trust Sahale not to be a Calabris spy sent to send him into a trap. Allanon reattached his sword and his wife's sword to his belt as he stood up.

[color=50B1B8]"You said you'd explain more about the Calabris operation here,"[/color] Allanon recalled making direct eye contact with Sahale. [color=50B1B8]"Given your reputation, you are no friend to the Calabris, and you definitely aren't in their pocket. I hope you can give satisfactory information."[/color]

He had limited trust for Sahale. His previous attitude in the chapel seriously gave Allanon pause in regards to dealing with the man. While he knew Calabris had plenty of ears, and he understood that Sahale could not divulge too much information. Veiled threats were not something Allanon took kindly to. He also could not discount any agenda Sahale might have.

It was too late to do anything about the disaster that struck Kalla, but Allanon could avenge them. [color=50B1B8]"I hope you can tell quickly enough, so we can get sooner justice for those lost and wounded."[/color] His hand slowly clasped over the butt of his sword's handle. Much like Kistal he was eager to kill some Calabris soldiers.