Night Stalker

Russet maw pulled into a smug smirk, pearly whites showing just barely enough to entice a sparkle onto his features. So, this was the supposed king of the new Glaciem...impressive. Sapphire eyes observed the pearl before him, Silently observing. He remained in his cool mannered position, a slightly bored but intrigued expression on his face. So, this one didn't understand his language? Fair enough then. Gave him the opportunities to mock when one didn't understand, at the same time give nothing to be mocked about. He had the best of three worlds, multilingual was he and indeed it would surprise many. Especially this gloating fool, he seemed smart...but perhaps much too egotistical for his own good. But it did draw to the male, for he was similar in nature.

At last, he would reply to the creature before him, "It seems as if you are the one that lacks the trait of courtesy. Mock and be mocked, stranger. I am Uisge, a spy from far away lands. I've come to see who the new king of Glaciem is, and it seems I have found my treasure. So, what has become of the past king of these lands? And how strong do you think you are?"

Sure, his questions were bold. But he wasn't afraid of the one standing before him. His latter question was to see whether or not this one was worthy of serving. Depending on his answer, then Uisge's decision would be made. Serve the supposedly powerful king, leave and find someone stronger to follow, or perhaps...if he wasn't as strong as he said, then chance at taking this pack from him. The last thought fancied him, but he figured it would be best to rise up first and become stronger...and then take a pack for his own. Creamy pillars stood firm and relaxed, waiting a response/ "Cal ? a s?a resposta, unha p?lida?" He breathed to himself.