and wrapping a blindfold over his eyes before hoisting him right back up onto his shoulders.

so there was no time to dillydaddle. He emerged and went along the path a few feet to make room for the others as they emerged, all too eager to get out of the way for Knox and the rest.

"He should be out for a while, but I'll blindfold him all the same." Already placing the wizard on the ground

With the young man over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes, Aro turned to the doorway and kicked it open with his foot, emerging out of the house with the man over his shoulder. Stryke would have alerted them were there anyone else nearby—and Kee had already signaled that he had not seen anyone—

He raised the pommel of his sword and CLONKED it over the man's head, hopefully knocking him out outright without causing any harm a healer couldn't solve. Kee could explain the minutia. He just wanted to neutralize the threat.

The usage of the word 'Captain' was already an indicator something was off. Something addled this man's brain, and as he stepped into the room, Aro closed off the exit, stepping into the doorway with his eyes rooted to the man. Knox on one side, and he on the other? He'd have no chance of escape.

not a common thing."

He readied himself to act, should the door open and the offender step through with violence in their heart, he would meet it with equal violence.

He worried at the strain in Kee's voice, even as he unsheathed his own sword and stood at the ready, keeping his voice low rather than letting it boom as he usually did.

"One can only communicate so much without a spell, even in the best of circumstances. That she and Stryke share such a bond is

"Oh! And what is your purpose?"

"Do you actually know anything about the followers of Shar...?"

"You happen to know a Sharran? A pity." He mimicked her stance, his hands on his hips. "I assumed your skittishness was caused by something untoward in the vicinity! There's no need to be afraid of me, m'lady."

"And why are you? Ogre stalking you? Kobolds? Sharrans?" Aro glanced around in case he could see a physical reason for her skittishness.

surprises waiting for them.

CLANK CLANK CLANK CLANK.

Aro ascended up the ladder, his armor making a racket. The price for having such heavy armor on as he made his way up and up the ladder, then emerged beside Sybella and Keeana. He immediately moved to guard the front door, just in case there were any other unwelcome

He was cursing Shar repeatedly in his head just to taunt her - as he'd always wanted to best a divine messenger in combat - but nothing left his lips, though they formed a smirk under his helmet. "Come, let us move to a finer establishment. We'll make haste, then explain the situation at length."

"Only half in need of help?" He was teasing, but she wouldn't know that, and he realized that a moment later. "Of course, you meant a half-elf! My greatest apologies, madam." He thumped his armored fist against his chest. "Ser Aronion, at your service, but if you've no need if it then that is well."