Herbalists' Cache perjury and defamation

Yikes, that was a gruff sounding guy. For a fleeting moment, Brave feared the pale figure that was nearly facing him. It had been a pretty demanding sound, sure he could understand where the needed bravado could be seen. Still, nothing could stop the peculiar pounding in his heart. There was... something about him. Like things were moving too fast but he had just passed his grade school teacher in the grocery aisle. He swore he knew that grey- 

And then it struck him in the form of sunset eyes. Brave halted in his tracks, chin dropped in disbelief and awe. That fiery beating of his heart had turned to something of realization and fluttering. The dark warm chocolate crown of his head canted to the left before a spark struck like lightning in his jade green eyes. 

"Well, well... well," he growled in a voice of sheer familiarity. The inky, leggy thing knew exactly who that ghostly figure was. "If it isn't Val." Coy as he would like to be, nothing could clear the joyous glow that had reached his face. Treasure really could be found where he was least expecting it. This find? This was exactly what he needed to brighten his day.