[ Honestly, the only reason Crow is down in the tunnels is because there's little else of note to do. At least this is exciting and it reminds him of home so he'll take the opportunity to fight monsters and explore the tunnels for anything interesting over being cooped up and bored any day. Fighting creatures head-on out in the open is not his style — or any Rogue's, for that matter — but down here in the dark and enclosed spaces, he has the advantage which makes navigating the tunnels all the more easier.
He's in no particular hurry as he makes his way down another tunnel, looking for all the world like he's on a pleasant stroll, when he hears movement up ahead. He can make out the familiar sound of a light footfall; faint and barely there unless one knows what to listen for. Although it's likely to be one of the many volunteers that have come to help out here, his hand automatically goes to grip the hilt of the dagger strapped to his belt anyway because years of adventuring in monster-infested lands have taught him that you can never know for sure what's around the corner.
It's a gesture that quickly transforms into more casually resting his hand on the hilt as he's met by someone approaching him with hands help up in a universal sign, easing the initial tension somewhat. ]
Among other things, yeah. I am. [ He raises an eyebrow as he replies, though his intrigue is obvious in the slight tilt of his head to one side. ]
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He's in no particular hurry as he makes his way down another tunnel, looking for all the world like he's on a pleasant stroll, when he hears movement up ahead. He can make out the familiar sound of a light footfall; faint and barely there unless one knows what to listen for. Although it's likely to be one of the many volunteers that have come to help out here, his hand automatically goes to grip the hilt of the dagger strapped to his belt anyway because years of adventuring in monster-infested lands have taught him that you can never know for sure what's around the corner.
It's a gesture that quickly transforms into more casually resting his hand on the hilt as he's met by someone approaching him with hands help up in a universal sign, easing the initial tension somewhat. ]
Among other things, yeah. I am. [ He raises an eyebrow as he replies, though his intrigue is obvious in the slight tilt of his head to one side. ]
Why? Do you need an escort?