Mikail stepped from the belly of the shuttle onto the smooth plascrete of the Inquisitorial landing strip. Taking stock of his surroundings with a, seemingly, casual glance the disturbed mercenary paced just within ear shot of Zen, ensuring that he could get to the Inquisitor's aid quickly yet far enough back to observe the flow of people near his Lord.
Noting that Zen was currently adequately protected by his personal bodyguards, the Altonian let part of his mind wander as the other part kept a wary eye on his surroundings.
With a glimmer of what might optimistically be called excitement, he began to imagine all the equipment and weapons that his place in the retinue would give him access to...before snapping out of it as he saw Erendul emerge from the shuttle and stride through the crowd in a determined fashion. In scant moments Mikail melted into a knot of guardsmen and studied the Cadian dispassionately as he passed mere feet away.... |