Snippet #2437126

Damakos honestly does not enjoy the company of other humanoids. He dislikes humans as much as even his own race at times. The presence of one in this place earned his disdain even more so than how well kept everything was. There isn’t anywhere else to go because she is in the way right now. She is under his scrutiny.

She presents to him a tiny green stone. He unsheathes a throwing knife from a scabbard in response. Damakos is diligent in approaching her. He doesn’t know what else is in that bag of hers. There can be anything in there. The Tiefling engages in his more threatened regiment.

His voice raises to a firm tone “Open your palms. Raise both hands where I can see them” he demands, “Slowly step outside of the room while you are still facing me. Do not make any sudden movements. Do not try anything I have not instructed you to do”.

At the same time, he carefully follows her, maintaining enough distance to throw the knife at her head should the human try anything. "If you don't want to see any blood. You will do as I say".