Everything about his appearance spoke of order and control. He was wearing a perfectly ironed black suit that didn't show a single wrinkle despite having been used for half day.
Not a single hair on his head was out of place, every one of his movements was slow and calculated. His stern expression was reinforced by his gold-rimmed glasses which made his calculative gaze look cruel rather than wise.
"Your guild is doing an excellent job, I don't see why I should welcome this man into my home. I'm sure there are plenty of free rooms in the city's hotels and that he can afford to pay for his meals." Krame only spoke to Friya, ignoring everyone else.
'Wow, this guy is as stingy as you are.' Solus thought. Both her and Lith were surprised at being treated like that. It was the second time in a single day that someone had looked down on him.
