Voradin squinted his eyes lightly to the hooded figure as he walked in. He never wore a helmet even in the heat of battle. The visors or nose guards always seemed to stifle his vision. He was cautious at best to those that chose them as a necessary or even stylish reasons. This particular figure seemed to give off an air of...Oddness. He shook his head lightly, chalking his feelings up to prejudice at best. But scoffed lightly as the man made his way towards the blacksmith. "Wait your tu..." His attempts at words faltered, the blacksmith now dead with a hole the size of a human heart made in his back. Voradin's eyes flared open and he let his reflexes take over bringing his axe up to bear as he went after the man. He watched as other figures came into view, the singular tunnel vision removed as he held his weapon in heavily clenched fingers. But his mind was keenly focused on the hooded figure. Voradin snapped into full reality as he realized a woman had already taken the initiative a blade held up to meet the figures face. He stood there posed from the back ready to help should things turned for the worse bit watched as a dragon came into full view its voice seeping into his ears. Voradin gave his head a quick shake but decided that he would wait to hear what this "evidence" was and decide from there. As he head the explanation he lowered the hold on his axe and shrugged. A dead supporter of an enemy was better then a live one but he thought it would have been better to squeeze some information out of him first.<br/><br/>Voradin decided that this matter was best left out of his hands as he held the large battleaxe in one hand letting the hilt of the blade hit the floor. He wasn't sure what to say, if he needed to say anything. The situation had resolved itself and he needed not interfere to come to a solution. The traitor was dead and the "evidence" was provided. Sweet and simple. Voradin looked around and smelt the hostility grow thicker in the air around him as he heard raised voices coming from another figure. He rolled his eyes lightly and shook his head to get himself back from whatever this little event was. He felt compelled to answer Caitorina's request. "Well. If this is all...'Wrapped' up I'd say I can go about my business. Would it be at all possible to shorten that time to say...A day?" He shrugged at his own request trying his best to negotiate though he could only wonder at the possible outcome.