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[h3][sup][i][b]Sando[/b]: Evening[/i][/sup][/h3][hr][/center]
Ah, Hawke had called him eager. Did he seem eager? It was true that Asante was very much looking forward to this job and taking on more responsibilities with the guild, but he wasn’t looking to betray his carefully crafted “shell,” the serious disposition he liked to put forward, regardless if most older Runners could already see through it easily.

[color=cornflowerblue]"I heard,"[/color] he confirmed with the other man with a nod, and despite himself Asante could barely fight the small smile growing on his face. Okay, he [i]was[/i] a little eager.

His expression instantly changed back to neutral with the arrival of two - wait, three others. Two women, one human and one fae, as well as… [i]That skavver. Really?[/i] It was hard to believe the guildmaster would assign the Zitan to this job, but who was he to question it. Asante had to grasp of hand language at all so he took to staring at the Zitan while Hawke handled the questions. Even as the woman, Karissa apparently, made some very suspect remarks Asante did little more than look at the people gathered. Look intensely. Glared at them, even. The young man crossed his arms and clamped his mouth shut tight should he let anything rude slip out. Didn’t want to make a mess of his first mission, after all. His displeasure was very clear on his face as he took stock of the group himself.

First, Hawke and Torvin - who’d just arrived with an armored man in tow. Asante completely trusted the veteran Runners, no issues there. The paladin he’d seen around a few times, never spoken to him but the man seemed capable. Next, Iyana. She was… confusing, but competent. Skahn, the Zitan, had been more or less actively avoided since Asante had first seen it - or, them - in the middle of his thoughts Asante scratched the back of his head and let out a single, hot puff of breath.

[color=cornflowerblue]"I’ll ride alongside if it’s all the same,"[/color] Asante said, choosing Team Boga. He did quite like the animals and he felt… not [i]afraid[/i] of Skahn, who’d already been placed in the schooner, but... well, he didn’t really know how to process how he felt. Although Asante had steered clear of the Zitan as much as possible, he’d also kept an eye on them. They were [i]nice[/i], totally unlike the skavvers he was used to. 

Lastly, the mage Karissa. She seemed to be close in age to him, and skilled with magic. Though despite her claim that she’d support them, she seemed to have some kind of issue with the Sunrunners at large, so could that claim really be trusted? 

Asante thought on all of this as he went to move further into the stables, but he stopped short and thought it might be wise to introduce himself first.

[color=cornflowerblue]"My name is Asante, by the way. Sunrunner,"[/color] he punctuated the word with an intentional meeting of Karissa’s eyes before he moved on, feigning politeness, [color=cornflowerblue]"looking forward to working with you all."[/color]

With that out of the way Asante picked out a shorter Boga with a brilliant purple mane of feathers. He gave the creature’s neck a quick and affectionate caress then began to saddle it up.
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