Abzu quietly weaved through the vibrant streets of Jin'ta, almost appearing meek if not for the sword at his waist, identifying him as a member of the temple caste. "A simple job," he thought to himself, "Nothing to be worried about, just keep an eye out for trouble and break it up if need be." Still, he couldn't help but flinch at every loud noise, and seemed to shrink a little every time someone so much as looked at him. "Some warrior you are", he muttered to himself as he slowly made his way towards the docks. Several passenger ships had just arrived, carrying people from across the world, and tensions could run high if the wrong people happened to bump into each other. "Best keep an eye on the arrivals, make sure no fights break out", he muttered, watching the people disembark from the vessels now moored at the harbor. "Just in case."
