She waited nervously for his answer. If it wasn't him, she could always ask if he knew of Dark Arrow...
If he even really was in this city...
His answer, however, swept all those doubtful thoughts out of her mind.
Joy and relief welled up within her, and she could feel the muscles in her neck and back loosen. She had found him...
She would be safe. She had to believe that he could protect her.
He would...
...
She blushed as he took her had and preformed the strangest greeting. Even though she was wearing those dark brown gloves, the fabric wasn't thick enough to keep out the feeling of his kiss.
Was that a normal thing for people to do??
She really couldn't say. She had never been outside the temple before today. There had never been any males there, and she had never encountered such a greeting before.
And to her, his features, though quite handsome, were exotic. But of course, to others, hers were exotic as well.
"I uh...I am well." She bit her lip, the gesture hidden by the cloak, not exactly sure how to proceed with this greeting.
Oh well, she had more important matters to discuss with him. She pulled back the hood to her own cloak, just to be polite. Out fell a mess of brown hair that literally looked like it had been chopped so that it came to be chin-length. The color wasn't particularly attractive, just a bland dirt brown color.
Her skin was the color of red clay, strange to be sure compared to most people's skin. And there were still those pale yellow eyes, which looked over the green cloth that covered his.
He couldn't be blind, could he? Blind people did not move around as easily as he...
Turning, she quickly dove into one of the side packs on her mount, and pulled out a considerably large sack of coins. She came back to Dark Arrow and bowed, pushing the soft sack into his hands, the coins easy to feel inside.
"Please sir, I request your abilities as a bodyguard to protect me. I can't say when you will be free of this task, but I promise to pay you well for as long as I am in need of your service!" Even now, her voice was soft, and her footsteps were ones of grace, though there was a trace of stiffness in them.
"My name is Clover, and I am dearly sorry, but that is all I can tell you."
Please, please, please let him accept...