<div class="floatleft">(http://www.infinitelibraries.com/images/Elli/Eztli.jpg)</div>Eztli'eyal<br/>Location: Kirborg, fields of mud.<br/>Date / Time: Mar. 16, early afternoon.<br/>Tagging: GM/NPCs, Mialla<br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><hr/><br/><br/>Perhaps not a good man, refusing the reference or not, but with an appearance of competence that Eztli'eyal could respect. Competent, prepared for trouble; and if Eztli wasn't mistaken, possessed of a good memory for faces. That seemed to follow, and Eztli filed it as appropriate, preferring to remain in the good graces of the local law, where he could manage it.<br/><br/>The corner of his mouth quirks. Travel forms the character, hm? Even thinking carefully, Eztli'eyal can't honestly remember a time when time in a town was not merely a waiting game until it had warmed up enough that traveling was again possible. "I have seen more towns than I can honestly remember, but I cannot claim to have lived in any of them; the road has been all the home I can claim for as long as I can remember." Eztli admits, quietly. "We were headed in; I have a message to carry, and.." He trails off, looking at Mialla, unsure what business exactly carries her to town, outside of coaxing stories out of anyone who might think her easily impressed by tales of travel.