<div class="floatright">(http://fc04.deviantart.net/fs70/i/2013/025/3/c/__the_mage___by_thousandleaves-d5so483.png)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Jo'Shaar Zahir<br/><strong>Location:</strong>White Run; Dragon's Reach<br/><strong>Time:</strong><em>Once Summoned before the Jarl</em><br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Open, Lucretia, Ru'Ashka, Nalie, Jarl<br/><br/>Jo'Shaar nod his head slightly at Lucretia as she got ready to leave, the Khajiit taking a short breath to steady himself and then got on the move as well, following after her and the guard. There was a serious expression on his face as he silently shifted the sheathed katana at his side to make sure it was securely held in place, then to let his arms relax so that neither was too close to the handle of his blade. There would be a fair bit of tension for the coming event, and the last thing he wanted to do was give any hostile signs to it. Still, he wondered what to expect.<br/><br/>As they made their way to the hall, he listened to the woman that was talking. His ears shifted slightly, paying careful attention to her words. The Khajiit was keeping his face serious and calm, but a bit of worry was gnawing at him. The fact he saw a nobleman in the hall that resembled one of the fellows at the inn didn't exactly help him calm down either. Still, none of the strikes had been lethal, or even intended to truly injure someone.<br/><br/>Deciding to be quiet at least at first, the Khajiit did let let his tail sway a little while he remained in thought, listening and watching the folks. The looks of the seated elf had the Khajiit's brow rise slightly, but he said nothing, his gaze turned back towards Licentia instead. Then looking over at Ru'Ashka, there was a contemplative look about the Khajiit, his eyes once more returning to Lucretia, before taking in the sight of the nobleman, and the Jarl. While his arms weren't bound, he kept his hands resting at his sides, seeming to wait and listen a moment, taking in the situation they found themselves in.<br/><br/>Two elves were present, which in itself trouble the Khajiit somewhat. He had bad memories about one Altmer causing him trouble, but he did find them interesting. Still, the things Lucretia had told him made him wary for her sake. He doubted a Jarl would let Thalmor march about at least, but the gear Ru'Ashka had suggested she was a capable woman, and there was a presence that further convinced him of the same. The sight of Nalie had him more curious about what her role exactly was, but he had a feeling that if Ru'Ashka's gear drew the attention to her, then the other woman was no doubt quite important as well.<br/><br/>The Khajiit finally raised his right hand slightly, palm open, speaking a few words carefully.<strong>"This Khajiit would wish to speak, if permitted?"</strong>He cast a look at the Jarl. He wasn't exactly used to courts, seeing as he was a Khajiit among the Nords. Still, he sought to keep respectful about things.