<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/>Looking at her as she spoke Jo'Shaar's expression showed surprise as his eyes widened at the revelation of her name and the markings. He said nothing though, listening her through as she recounted her tale. His head nod slightly at a few points as he heard her out, wondering about the tale but not asking any questions, instead focusing on listening. It seemed this tale was a lot more serious than he had expected, and the fact the woman was willing to share it spoke volumes to Jo'Shaar. His tale was private, he wouldn't tell it to a stranger but he considered her a friend already. This tale felt even more personal however, and something that had Jo'Shaar's tail's swaying come to a total halt as he focused himself to just hearing out the tale to its end.<br/><br/>When she spoke of her escape the Khajiit merely nod his head in acceptance at the time she asked him to not ask about the ones that helped her free. He had a frown on his face on hearing how the Emperor and the Blades had treated her on her return, but he couldn't blame them too much. Such a situation could make them wary, after all. Yet it did make him feel sorrow for her, she had obviously been through a lot. He didn't think the Imperials had treated her any better than Thalmor after that incident. Finally, he allowed a heavy sigh to escape as she finished her tale.<br/><br/><strong>"Jo'Shaar is no expert but he thinks this lady has had to carry many burdens. This Khajiit is no friend of Thalmor, but neither is he familiar with their interrogation methods. Jo'Shaar does think even if they learned nothing they wanted to spite the Emperor and the lady's family by claiming so, even if it was falsehood. This one thinks the lady has been treated poorly by her pack."</strong><br/><br/>Jo'Shaar wasn't exactly sure how she would react, but he pushed himself from the wall and walked towards her seriously. Not a word more said, not a sway to his tail to alert her of what was on his mind. He approached in a swift step, and then raised both arms. Without further warning, the Khajiit moved to reach those arms around her and pull her against him, resting his head on her shoulder, those hands in turn crossed over her back at the time. He was pretty sure she could shove him off in a moment if she decided so, in fact he figured the only way he got close was by surprising her or having her acceptance for this hug.<br/><br/><strong>"Jo'Shaar Zahir. This one's full name. Jo'Shaar will walk by this lady as a friend, and will face her foes as his foes. This one swears by his name to honor her trust, and swears by Azurah to not tell her tale to any without her permission."</strong>He declared this seriously while petting her back lightly, the embrace light but attempting to offer some comforting and reminder that there would be those that would walk with her. It sounded like she had carried her burdens alone a fair while. Jo'Shaar had been like that too, after the trouble at the College. He had a feel they could both use a friend, and felt grateful they had been involved with the bar brawl, even if that did land them both in the cell for now.<br/><br/>Finally trying to let go and see if she was alright the Khajiit remembered again that not everyone liked being hugged by a sharp-toothed, sharp clawed beastman. Well, what was done was done.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">OOC</div><div class="spoiler_body">Confirmed with Lucretia's player beforehand it was alright to have the Khajiit hugging her, rather than make a post she might not have accepted and would have wanted to stop mid-way through.</div></div>