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Message: <blockquote data-quote="frostrune" data-source="post: 3987218" data-attributes="member: 12272">As typical with Jokad he sits silently eyes searching, ears open to every word.  This day he watches the mayor intently.  There is trouble behind his eyes.Somewhere near the end of the meeting as mayor asks us to relieve the guards at the Glassworks, Jokad suddenly interupts..."Mayor... tell me of the men who died?"The question is odd and ill-timed.  The Mayor is taken aback, a little unsure how to respond.  Her brows furrow and she looks at the barbarian more closely.  The rest of you are a little uneasy, aghast at you new friend's lack of couth.  If she is hoping for a reason, none is offered and after a few seconds she sighs and decides to play along."Gandalson was old Lonjiku's fireman.  He picked out the right woods and fidgeted and fussed to keep the temperatures just right.  He had a home just across the bridge with his wife and two boys.  Fine family.""Murtin, was a glassblower I think.  Quiet.  Kind....."She continues on like this for few minutes.  Recalling something about each man.  As she says this she continues to watch Jokad closely but the barbarian remains stone faced but attentive.When she finishes Jokad simply says, "Thank you."Everyone is confused but it seemed harmless, if odd.OOC:  hewligan I hope you will forgive me for hijacking your NPC.  I think you'll see what I'm up to in a minute.Eventually she finishes with offerings of pay and official cloaks.  Jokad nods thankfully and walks out with the others accepting the coin and cloak from her assistant.As you don your new cloaks and step outside, Jokad hesitates.  He stands tall and sets his jaw."Hold friends.  I'll be back in a moment."He turns on his heel and heads back inside.  Danth and Mandraiv exchange worried looks and consider following.  There is something odd about the Shoanti today.  Before you think he has bounded up the stairs back toward the meeting room.for hewligan [sblock]  Jokad ascends the stairs in his usual two-at-a-time nearly scaring the wits out of her poor assistant."Mayor," he calls, "may I have a word with you?"Again she seems thrown off but to her credit continues to induge the Shoanti.  At her word he approaches.As he does he pulls the bag of coins from his pouch."This town has been kind to me.  You have given me food and shelter.""Everyone in a tribe has a job.  They all depend on each other to survive.  The goatherd is no less important than the hunter.""I am honored you have chosen me one of your hunters."  "I require no payment for my services (he hands her the bag).  If you would spend this, offer it to the widows and families who will face a hard winter."He smiles as he looks her dead in the eye, "Tribes look after their own."He bows then leaves; bounding down the stairs as quickly as he ascended.[/sblock]Within a minute or so Jokad bounds down the stairs and back out onto the sunlit street.  He seems to be a bit more at peace with himself.  He stands tall and follows the rest of you toward the glassworks.</blockquote>

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