Questions for Questions

(by Issic)

Issic looked at her closely his eyes narrowed a bit as she spoke to him.

"Well, I'm glad you saw that I wasn't a petty thief. As far as what the business of the Shadows is out here. That is on a need to know basis. And to be perfectly honest, I don't know you well enough to consider you into the 'need to know' category. Tell me though, why does a messenger scout from Diogel want to know the Shadows interest out here? And what about these missing soldiers you speak of? I was not informed that there was trouble out in this area regarding missing soldiers."

Issic knew which soldiers she was talking about, but playing dumb was another fine trait of infiltrators when they wanted to gather more information then they were suppose to know. Out of habit he reached out with his left hand and grabbed one of the blades and winced in pain from his shoulder as he brought it over to his lap and gathered a few other things to begin cleaning each of the blades.

He looked back at the scout who was watching him closely. "How long as I down? It hasn't been more then a few days has it?"