As they were spit back out into their world - or at least the one they were actually supposed to be in - the first thing that Kalt felt was a surge of unbridled panic surge through his mind as the bond with Ashe snapped back into place. He huffed a brief smile, glancing at the exit and almost forgetting to listen to Jigano speak.
The question drew his attention, regardless of the pull at his mind to leave. Create a guild? Kalt was a scholar by many definitions, a well-read genius who usually concealed his mind behind a blade. To join a guild of lorekeepers, what he considered to be glorified librarians - though he wouldn’t say it aloud - wasn’t exactly what he wanted from his life. Besides, he was already in the process of building another organization with Ashe that would keep him quite busy.
”I will happily assist you, any one of you, if anything is needed, but my future isn’t here. A consultant, sure. Not a member, though. Jigano, this was certainly an adventure, and we must do it again sometime! For now, I have a date with a rather feral woman who will want answers as to my previous whereabouts.” Kalt smiled to the others, tipping a metaphorical hat. ”Gentlemen, lady.”
With that, the assassin turned on his heel and started in a brisk jog with silent footing out the door. In this instance, he was quite thankful that his stout female form was left to the story.
The question drew his attention, regardless of the pull at his mind to leave. Create a guild? Kalt was a scholar by many definitions, a well-read genius who usually concealed his mind behind a blade. To join a guild of lorekeepers, what he considered to be glorified librarians - though he wouldn’t say it aloud - wasn’t exactly what he wanted from his life. Besides, he was already in the process of building another organization with Ashe that would keep him quite busy.
”I will happily assist you, any one of you, if anything is needed, but my future isn’t here. A consultant, sure. Not a member, though. Jigano, this was certainly an adventure, and we must do it again sometime! For now, I have a date with a rather feral woman who will want answers as to my previous whereabouts.” Kalt smiled to the others, tipping a metaphorical hat. ”Gentlemen, lady.”
With that, the assassin turned on his heel and started in a brisk jog with silent footing out the door. In this instance, he was quite thankful that his stout female form was left to the story.
