41st Cryxatum, 14 era PF
Just after-
http://www.playbypost.com/forums/vortex...nt-scrawl.html
Hanzi stepped out the front door of Scribes and scholars and strode into the Vortex street. His head turned from side to side and drank in the atmosphere.
Just take a right and left and I'll be outta here soon. Hanzi told himself as he readied himself for some serious travelling.
His eyes suddenly looked alarmed.
Something wasn't right. Hanzi spotted something on a rooftop. A bow was that? Hanzi glanced around again, noticed a few people spending a little too much attention on the door of Scribes and Scholars. Having just left Anora, Hanzi decided to melt into the surroundings and watch from a distance.
He walked briskly before stopping a half block away and made a show of pulling out a pipe and some pipeweed. Nothing here but a barbari traveller with a walking stick and backpack. He took his time and waited for Anora to emerge.
His protective instincts were triggered by a couple obligations that fell on Hanzi's honor. The broader level of the "One Natsia" creed could easily be ignored. After all she was nothing but a lumpunza who did not seem interested in being more than a gaje. However, the closeness of their Daj's made Hanzi feel obligated to make sure she would be fine. No doubt all those thunderous thugs would be effective, but one could never put trust in a gaje.