Gehrhrart watched the man walk into the tunnels with a mix of interest and anticipation. The pauper noble who had been sniffing around Kurokumas' trail had walked right into their camp something done by two kinds of people fighters who don't feel threatened or men who think they have an advantage. He saw the shift in posture to mirror his and the way he walked like he belonged in the camp not to mention the keen way the mans eyes scanned him. [i]Worse than any assassin[/i] Gehrhart thought [i]Its a diplomat[/i].

"And how does one such as you end up in a place such as this?" he asked stepping between the man and the entrance to Kurokumas place his hand falling to rest on the hilt of Bianca, his longsword.