Different Agendas

On the other side of the world…

A man with light auburn hair that spotted two bold strands of black mixed in, suddenly jerked violently, his body nearly collapsing and doing away with the lotus position he had been assuming as he sat in the luxurious mud hut.

His blank white eyes narrowed as he reached into his flowing dark robes and touched his chest.

He scoffed.

Four pairs of malicious eyes immediately glared at him, suspicion livid within them because of his sudden movement.

If it were anyone else who was to be guarded by the four, tall and muscular women dressed in sparse, yet clean hides, they might have enjoyed the view, but Skullius was indifferent.

He gave a reassuring smile to the women. 

If they deemed him too… unstable, for his scheduled meeting with the Ode, that wouldn't bode well for him and his plans.

Thankfully, what happened next wasn't something anyone but him could sense.