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Sajer was still unused to the hospitality that the Snamreg had. He almost declined to accept the fur cloak from the Prince, but once he opened the doors to the balcony and allowed the air to enter, he kept his mouth shut and nodded his thanks - he wasn't used to the cold, even after the time he had resided there. He lifted his shoulders as he walked onto the balcony to get a better look at the directions the Prince had given.
The Sith had control over Skagrit, having killed the leader of the city and tried the same with Prince Black Elk. One could only imagine the grip the invaders would have had on the planet if they managed to take both leaders at the same time. Sajer rubbed his chin when he thought about the fortress. The lack of information was unfortunate, but not too unexpected - such a place constructed by the Sith would be incredibly difficult to infiltrate, likely more so to escape with any information. For now, it would probably be best to simply keep an eye on it.
The Pioneers of the Wildlands. The edge of his lip twitched at the description the Prince gave. A happy yet hardy people with an indomitable spirit.
<"It would probably be best to go. Soon, if possible. If you have any information, I'd also like to hear about these children that went missing along the way, especially the two that reappeared recently - Were they unique? Did they have anything in common with one another? General information.">
He cleared his throat. <"... Aside from more serious matters, I am curious about these Plainsfolk myself - there's no better way to learn about someone than interacting with them. And.. well, I'd like to get outside for a while, move around a bit."> In a rare display, he offered a small smile to try and ease the tense nature of the subject, if only for a little. <"I've spent most of my life outside, working in the fields and, sometimes, the woods near my home. So, I suppose I feel more at home in less.. civilized settings, despite how comfortable it is.">
He frowned. <"... I feel as if I'm asking much from you, but am not sharing enough of what I know. If you want to know something, ask and I'll try my best to answer, Sir.">
The Sith had control over Skagrit, having killed the leader of the city and tried the same with Prince Black Elk. One could only imagine the grip the invaders would have had on the planet if they managed to take both leaders at the same time. Sajer rubbed his chin when he thought about the fortress. The lack of information was unfortunate, but not too unexpected - such a place constructed by the Sith would be incredibly difficult to infiltrate, likely more so to escape with any information. For now, it would probably be best to simply keep an eye on it.
The Pioneers of the Wildlands. The edge of his lip twitched at the description the Prince gave. A happy yet hardy people with an indomitable spirit.
<"It would probably be best to go. Soon, if possible. If you have any information, I'd also like to hear about these children that went missing along the way, especially the two that reappeared recently - Were they unique? Did they have anything in common with one another? General information.">
He cleared his throat. <"... Aside from more serious matters, I am curious about these Plainsfolk myself - there's no better way to learn about someone than interacting with them. And.. well, I'd like to get outside for a while, move around a bit."> In a rare display, he offered a small smile to try and ease the tense nature of the subject, if only for a little. <"I've spent most of my life outside, working in the fields and, sometimes, the woods near my home. So, I suppose I feel more at home in less.. civilized settings, despite how comfortable it is.">
He frowned. <"... I feel as if I'm asking much from you, but am not sharing enough of what I know. If you want to know something, ask and I'll try my best to answer, Sir.">
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