<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 Dungeon<br/><strong>Time:</strong>Mid Morning - Late Morning<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Open, Lucretia<br/><br/>The Khajiit wasn't really trying to hide his emotions when he was talking, and a person skilled in reading the subtle signs could see the Khajiit believed in what he said. Small bit of anger and sadness about his words of having to leave, but no real bitterness seemed evident. Nonetheless, the Khajiit turned to look at her seriously as she spoke, a faint smile returning to hsi face after a bit as he listened to her talk about the Altmer, nodding his head a bit approvingly.<strong>"They may have long lives, but this one wonders if they are afraid to really live, sometimes. Thalmor are one example of bad elves, but this one thinks not all Altmer like that. This Khajiit would still throw that particular Altmer into a lake if this khajiit and the elf met."</strong>He made his remark casually and with a joking tone, but then nod his head a bit in a relaxed fashion again.<br/><br/>As she spoke her offer his eyes widened a little, seeming to be caught by surprise that she'd make that kind of an offer. Smiling as she continued, he reached up to rub along his chin, seeming to regard the merits of the proposal left in the air, before finally chuckling a moment.<strong>"This one thinks it could be interesting. While this Khajiit is not certain what ruins would contain something worth bringing back, this one would not mind taking a while walking with a friend."</strong><br/><br/>Jo'Shaar looked at her curiously for a moment before speaking up again, his tone thoughtful.<strong>"Jo'Shaar is curious what brought this friend here amidst the Nords during this time of ... tension. Succession War? This one hopes it not go there. This Khajiit is more curious on the lady, however."</strong>