How a small kid like him could get so far from his homeland was a small mystery, but at least an adult was with him and a small band of hired swords. Whatever that combination could even mean.
Nicodemus stood by a counter, one of the few other sidereal elves in company, distracted by talking to some seemingly important people. Perhaps arranging a trip? Getting directions to the nearest portal stone? Who knew, his speech tended to be too cryptic to fully comprehend and he stood there for a good while now.
The swordarms were all about, chilling while leaning against walls, crossed arms or trying to catch a quick nap.
Some coldly stared at passerbys in the city while another stared at the kid, letting out a startling grunt as the boy tried to pick someting up from the street.
Nicodemus stood by a counter, one of the few other sidereal elves in company, distracted by talking to some seemingly important people. Perhaps arranging a trip? Getting directions to the nearest portal stone? Who knew, his speech tended to be too cryptic to fully comprehend and he stood there for a good while now.
The swordarms were all about, chilling while leaning against walls, crossed arms or trying to catch a quick nap.
Some coldly stared at passerbys in the city while another stared at the kid, letting out a startling grunt as the boy tried to pick someting up from the street.