“I came to get my new shortbow. I assume you’ve finished it by now. You’ve certainly had enough time to do so.” the rogue said, keeping his eyes forward as he spoke, and clapping a bit with the crowd when one of the dolls smacked another with an overly large wooden mallet.
Echo was wearing a new disguise, looking like himself but paler and without pointed ears or lengthened canines, and his hair was pale blonde instead of silver. Instead of wearing shades of grey he was wearing some homespun wool breeches dyed black and a plain weave peasant shirt with a simple fur-lined coat over it. He turned to look at Elise when she moved off toward Pita and Mercenades instead of responding to his comment. He watched her chat with her friends for a moment, and eventually followed after her when she p
