Snippet #1961721

Aaren shot a glance, almost a glare at the man. Such strange clothing; not even something worn my nobles. And the hat and odd bracelet..he seemed to be an all-around strange character. He lookver at the hand offered to him, then looked off to the side. "Mr. Destiny, was it? Well, that's all good for you, but I haven't introduced myself to anyone in a while, and I think I'd remember you." He shot the man a sharp glance. The smile irritated hi, so soon after his most recent loss. Though he knew it wasn't true, it seemed to him as though the man were making fun of his loss; of his weakness.

"Look, I don't know who you are or what you want, but you better make it fast. I've better things to do with my time than stand around here talking to some...stranger all day." He had to make sure he didn't lose the group, or at least that he learned their footprints so he could track them. And that had to be done before the wind or rain ruined the tracks. He folded his arms across his chest and watched the stranger carefully. "So? What do you want?"