The mocha skinned man replied with a relaxed smile and perched on the chair beside Aximander, not leaning back.<br/><br/>“That’s right.  Fellow goes by Motoyoshi taught me a lot after I awakened.  He nudged me this way when he was through pummeling me senseless with a shinai for four years.  If you had some sort of supernatural guidance sending you this way, well,” he shrugged, “Wouldn’t surprise me if Motoyoshi suggested I settle here for the same reason.”<br/><br/>He continued looking over the crowd, eyes passing over the women with casual admiration.  For a moment, he pondered trying his mage sight on the assembly, but decided he’d not be able to sort anything out of the crowd.<br/>