"Andovale. Lady Pheme's little puppet show, if you like." He doesn't assume that Krauser means the greenhouse in specific, purely because (while it is certainly very strange) it's as much a part of Andovale as the rest of the city. "Did they not explain things to you when you got here?"
It's a good job the undersuit is also armoured, and his Light shielding him like a second skin, or that sad little stick might almost be a threat. As it is, Shaxx is unconcerned. This is a man who had taken down packs of Risen Warlords come baying for his blood without even so much as breaking a sweat. One agitated Ghostless with a stick is not much to worry about. Even one who is obviously well used to combat.
Besides, Krauser seems more afraid of him than anything else. Like an injured wolf backed into a corner, snapping and snarling. All the more dangerous for it, to be sure, but not as much as he might be had he all his wits about him.
"In any case, I was looking for someone, and my tracker led me to you. And you seem..." Lost? Confused? Volatile? All of the above? "You seem like you could use some help. What's your name?"
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It's a good job the undersuit is also armoured, and his Light shielding him like a second skin, or that sad little stick might almost be a threat. As it is, Shaxx is unconcerned. This is a man who had taken down packs of Risen Warlords come baying for his blood without even so much as breaking a sweat. One agitated Ghostless with a stick is not much to worry about. Even one who is obviously well used to combat.
Besides, Krauser seems more afraid of him than anything else. Like an injured wolf backed into a corner, snapping and snarling. All the more dangerous for it, to be sure, but not as much as he might be had he all his wits about him.
"In any case, I was looking for someone, and my tracker led me to you. And you seem..." Lost? Confused? Volatile? All of the above? "You seem like you could use some help. What's your name?"