Blind? Carenen had to make a double take, just to be sure his eyes weren't playing tricks on him.
He swore he had seen eyes beneath the old man's hood, but Carenen thought about it, he wasn't quite sure.
"Not yet, but give it time." The old man said simply.
Carenen didn't know how to take this. He mostly respected wise men, for he could tell that despite his longer life-span, the old man most likely knew more than Carenen could fathom
"Boy, I'll be calling you boy as you elves age so slow, despite living many lifetimes of men, you approach your enemy in their own quarters surrounded by their men. Do you still consider yourself a soldier, or do you merely not want to spark a battle?" The old man grinned at him, and Carenen smiled at his words, chalking up his knowledge of his race to his voice and behavior.
Something about the man, off-putting as he was, made Carenen feel a bit at ease. He was used to the deep magics and intellegence that exuded from the man's every pore. It almost felt like home. The man continued, unaabated by Carenen's speechlessness. "Still... you can't be that simple, you seem to have that brute under control. Him and that tribal are on the edge of their blades when I'm around. People always challenge what they don't understand, don't they?"
Sounded like he had some history with the boy and Thorek already. More than likely it was why the boy was silent, and Thorek was displeased. Then again, Thorek was always displeased about something.
"Now I will give you a real answer, or at least a better one, as that did not please you. No, boy, you have not offended me. I'm simply going to travel with you to wherever you may go, whether you know where that lies or not."
Carenen listened to the man's words, tasting each with deep thought. Did the man just say joining the caravan? Just out of the blue?
Then, without warning, the man pushed past him, heading for the table.
Kaalys perked up at the sight of the man coming towads the table, her hand already twirling a dagger, her eyes already scanning the exits.
Kaalys didn't catch all of the man's words, but spoke rudely after the hungover Myra repsonded.
"What do you want you old fool?"