Avelo took a moment to look the commander over, then grabbed the armored hand at the wrist shook it firmly. this was a man worthy of respect, probably a knight errant. "ahh an emmisary... I take it your master is awaiting us in a..." he looked around moving his hand slightly as he talked "a better place than this place... it's got a certan charm like poorer districts of home, but I'd rather not linger."<br/>manners aside, Avelo concidered asking this man's master for a night alone with him. those worthy of respect, were also worthy to share his bed.