As Lyan made his way across the cabin, he couldn't help but feel a sense of curiosity and interest as he approached the leader of the group that had blocked his way when he first arrived. The man was sitting alone at a table, his eyes scanning the room as if he was searching for something.
Lyan approached the man, trying to keep his expression neutral. "Good evening. My name is Lyan. May I join you for a moment?"
The man looked up at Lyan, his expression unreadable. "What do you want?" he growled.
Lyan could feel the man's hostility, but it is not enough to intimidate the man that has lived in danger for hundreds of years. "I just wanted to talk to you. I noticed that you and your group blocked my way when I first arrived here, and I was curious about why."
The man's expression softened slightly. "We were just doing our job. We were hired to protect this cabin from any unwanted visitors."
Lyan nodded, understanding.
