<div class="floatright">(https://static1.e621.net/data/a8/31/a831f2c6a31cd147493a9d43ebb2d684.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Zkulu (https://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=1714186)<br/><strong>Time of day:</strong>Mid morning<br/><strong>Location:</strong>The crowd<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Leviticus<br/><strong>Notes:</strong>None<br/><br/><br/><br/>Zkulu’s ears twitch upright at that particularly loaded shout of “Stop!” and now the zebra’s attention when he stretches up to see over the taller folk around him is in an entirely different direction. “Master,” he murmurs cautiously, just loud enough for Leviticus to hear, and just sharply enough to ensure that his owner understands it’s important. He slips between Leviticus and the outcry, almost without thought; apparently that defensive training is more effective than he’d imagined.<br/><br/>The lithe zebra jostles another human slightly out of the way as he moves, and gives the sweetest possible smile. “I’m<em><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 14pt;">so</span></em>terribly sorry! I was startled.”<em>Yeah. Well. Kind of.</em>And then the smoke goes up. Oh, that’s not good. Someone must be doing something they don’t want the guard’s archers to interfere with! And with the king here, and an assassin, the conclusion is obvious.<br/><br/>He leaps up in place, trying to get a quick look at what’s happening (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=125250), and manages to catch sight of where the movement around the smoke cloud is focused. There are armored guards there, but they seem more focused in this instant on a slave, an antelope woman who looks to be dressed as a godsmaid of some type, not on the column of smoke. At the same time, she isn’t running, she’s calling for help.<em>What’s going on?</em><br/><br/>Raising his voice only a little, and only because the crowd nearest the smoke is starting to make panicked noises, he continues to Leviticus, “Master, I humbly suggest that it might be safer for us to leave. Carefully.”<br/><br/>Unfortunately, Zkulu’s not carrying any of his weapons or his instrument! It’s an execution, and his job here was being a clothes-horse. Which makes the next words out of his mouth a truly terrible idea, but he’s curious, and undoubtedly Leviticus will be as well, so long as he isn’t endangered. “Unless, of course...You want me to find out what’s happening…?”<br/><br/>What a stupid question! Surely, Leviticus will be wiser than to send an unarmed slave into that, but now Zkulu has asked, and so now he’s bound to the answer.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">OOC</div><div class="spoiler_body">At 2018-10-09 10:59:54, Zkulu (uid: 63473) rolls: 1d20a3 Result: 11 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=125251) for initiative.<br/>At 2018-10-09 10:45:43, Zkulu (uid: 63473) rolls: 1d20a2 Result: 18 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=125250) with Perception to try to see what's going on.</div></div>