<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/4/41/Sanosuke1.jpg)</div><strong>Sanosuke</strong><br/><em>Details, details (https://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=1213234)</em><br/><hr/><br/>"Cruel and Unkind? I'd say so but it does make us good at what we do. And if it wasn't, we'd be out of work." Sanosuke laughed a bit, unwrapping his dragon-like tail from his torso, where he'd been holding it as a bandolier and deftly nicked a bottle of warmed Sake from a passing serving girl.  He'd hold it there as he finished off his portion of good red meat, venison most likely going by the flavor.<br/><br/>He could near the bard and the paladin talking nearby and just smirked at them a bit when he heard them probably talking about him. "Actually I'm from Minkai." He corrected Xinshi.  He turned a bit to look at Gilead, the light above glinting off one of his horns as he did, then took a hit from the bottle he was holding in his tail. He wasn't heading anywhere. He was already seated and just pushed back from the table and relaxing for the most part.<br/><br/>"I don't look tough enough to you? Well that's your problem, not mine." Sano said, examining Gilead for a moment as if assessing his strength, ability, skill; all of it. As a demonspawn, he could practically feel the paladin's aura of goodness to the point it made him scoff at the hypocrisy of it. An assassin paladin, he was probably one or two steps from becoming a fallen one unless his deity approved of the path he chose. He bore no armor and only one seeming weapon which told Sano that he likely fought with his hands. Gilead's physical build was that of someone that practiced martial arts rather than relying on heavy armor or weaponry.<br/><br/>In that way they were similar in that aspect, though Sano preferred his magic and claws.  For all his menacing examination; he'd break into a bit of a dark-toned laughter at his conclusions. "The name's Sanosuke." He introduced himself in a surprisingly civil fashion; though his speech was Tien accented.