Cassiopeia's View in my dreams, i am supreme

It took little time for the man to notice his presence, unsurprising as he had called out not a moment before. With searchful eyes and a neutral expression, the Treborn watched with mild interest as the darkly tanned stranger's skullage surveyed his body before finally meeting his gaze. Even to a well served legionary such as himself he seemed forboding, a monotone individual that seemed just to cross the line between fear and absolute standstill.

"You seem rather...placid," was all he spoke in reply to the brutes' seemingly harsh query. It was not within his nature to speak loud, fast, or even a lot of words and so his jaw set shut, his molten orbs softening only slightly for the het up man to see.