Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-12599067-20140809205711/@comment-5543592-20140812002730

Daithi watched at Tegan, his eyes full of concern. He had pulled off his prisoner garbs and had been wearing pratically nothing for a moment before pulling on leather clothes and then put on chainmail over them. He made a makeshift pair of knuckle dusters out of steel plate guantlets and spear handles.

He followed her out, leaning against the wall and looked on as she searched the Imperial officer.

"Sorry about stopping you back there." He said apologetically. "I understand your hatred of her, I would've let you do her in had the circumstances been different."