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Dent grunted his acquiescence to Qarbo's invitation to enter as a guest. He moved inside the monastery, and gestured with his right hand and the crook of a shoulder that the others should come, too, but leave the door open if they could.
Inside, Dent looked at the stairs, then at the interior of the room he'd just entered. He returned his impassive gaze to Qarbo, and raised an eyebrow in expectation. "Protocol calls for myself and my colleagues to wait here while you retrieve the Mirabarian entourage. We will do so." Dent stood stock still at his pronouncement, and leaned on his openly unsheathed longsword. The tip of his steel ground into the floor of the monastery. His formalism indicated he would not be going downstairs.
Inside, Dent looked at the stairs, then at the interior of the room he'd just entered. He returned his impassive gaze to Qarbo, and raised an eyebrow in expectation. "Protocol calls for myself and my colleagues to wait here while you retrieve the Mirabarian entourage. We will do so." Dent stood stock still at his pronouncement, and leaned on his openly unsheathed longsword. The tip of his steel ground into the floor of the monastery. His formalism indicated he would not be going downstairs.