There was Scart the Collector, Minat the Skulker, and then last, Gazelle the Mysterious, due to her habit of always putting on an act of mystery.
The group was filled with eccentric individuals and each had their own quirk that made them appear as a group of clowns in the eyes of Farhad. Truly a group Jester would cultivate. And knowing Jester and his past.
Farhad knew it even better than these followers why they might have been chosen. 'They are an interesting bunch.' He thought from their banter that they were a close group. As for whether this was an act or truth, it was hard for Farhad to tell considering whose these people worked with.
"Good, if your instructions are over… Owl I presume. I would like to leave." Farhad got up and planned to walk out of the group, unbothered by the cold nor the gazes of the group who eyed him as well as his naked body.
