Hoshor Plains BLADE ARTS I

The man's stare brought a prickle to Machi's pelt. He shifted uncertainly, lifting his gaze momentarily before glancing back to the group, hoping, miraculously, that one of them would notice, and relieve him from the uncomfortable situation.

We are traveling to the neighboring packs in hopes of strengthening our alliances or forging new ones, my Lord, the fellahin replied, his voice smooth and practiced, though a touch of unease lingered beneath the surface. However, I am but a lowly servant. Your questions might be better answered by my the title dripped from his mouth like something unpleasant, masters.