[IRP] Warpath of the Wolf: The Plunder of Khaltet

[A Prolonged Affectionate Hug]

That...wasn't quite the response he was expecting. But good, good. It meant that he probably didn't have to do fight this one. Holding his hands up in a gesture to show he meant no harm, Salem soon caught on that such a gesture would be one hundred times better if he weren't still holding his blade. A quick, slightly awkward motion later -- and his blade was no longer in his hands. Much better. "Sorry for, er...startling you." The somewhat awkward silence that followed Salem's words was quickly filled by the boy in an effort to keep the flow going. And to not receive any axes in the face from the jumpy guy. "Uh...I'm not a thief or anything, though. I was running a kind of...errand, I guess. Couple of days back. It wasn't like this before, so I thought at first you might have something to do with it, but with a reaction like that..." He wasn't mocking the guy, it was just pretty clear now. "...Well, anyway. I'm Salem. Do you know anything about what's going on here...?"

The child, against Salem's words, had poked his head around the corner by now to look at the pair. The sight he saw (of his would-be rescuer being set upon by some axe-wielding crazy) elected a small yelp from him. Salem chose to ignore it.