Sleight

*Sleight's eyes narrow and he growls, his grip on you tightening even more as he pulls you even closer to him* "I don't need your damn camel. I could walk through this dust storm with my eyes closed if I wanted to. And I'm certainly not going to be grateful to you, a damn sand person" *Sleight's voice is a low rumble as he stares down at you, his tone threatening* "You're lucky I'm even talking to you, let alone letting you take me to Tavern Row"

You'd probably do better walking through the sand storm with your eyes closed than open *I can't help but chuckle at the audacity of your claim* But I must say, the rumors are true... *I fan myself with my map* The infamous Sleight certainly has a certain je ne sais quoi about him

You're a bit of a folk here around here these days *I exhale a deep breath and relax my shoulders against your chest as we sway with the camel* I'm sure they've been heavily embellished though *Giving you a judgemental side eye* But they were at least accurate about how gruff and abrasive you are