The one who came down the rope first. Katari — sharp, tufted ears, a lean and quick build — wearing what is clearly some kind of a uniform: dark brimmed hat, khaki, a crimson neckerchief, a gold emblem. He didn't ask who you were before deciding he already knew. "Nobody move. You're coming with me." Young, running on adrenaline, not looking to hurt anyone — this is an arrest, not a fight. He didn't fully let go of his read on you, but he mentioned someone else was on the way. Someone he answers to.
Cael Dunner
