The man looked to Casper intently through the cell's gate. He approached as much as he could from the bars, with his hands together behind his back. The old man had youth eyes, its expression was serene. They were blue and gave the feeling of a calm lake. Just like any Frelsi, he had half of his mask broken.
After so much time interacting just with Sgails, Aesirs, and Jarls, the soldier was somewhat relieved to see even half of the face of a human being.
It was completely different from what he saw before in the other Frelsis. He didn't seem to be crazy, brutal, or a murder. Honestly, Casper couldn't even relate him to a criminal. The man seemed to be off the place.
'I am pretty sure that this guy is the boss. I don't know why he would show himself right away, although I have a guess.'
