Phew! Like, it had occurred to Kiel that the dude may not ever give the feathers up, so he was totally glad to have the makeshift mace in his own hands, you know? “Wahahaha, thanks, man, like, for sers!” Bobbing down to snatch up the two throwing knives, he tucked them into the empty pouches on his belt and beamed. “Like, thanks, man, but I think it's just scratches, you know?” He'd gotten worse from rough-housing with Shane, so he was all good.
Chasing back the way he'd come but trying to stay slow so the Zanaryan could keep up, Kiel prattled about the fight as if Faris hadn't been there to see it for himself. When they reached the address Micah had given him, he hopped up to he doorstep and knocked three times.
The man who answered seemed surprised to see him, though. “Like, hey, hey, hahahaha, I'm here to deliver these guys on Micah's behalf.” He held out the feather stick. “But, like, I lost some of them on the way because of, like, bandits, okay, and this guy helped me get them back so I said you'd totally give him a reward, you know?”
Chasing back the way he'd come but trying to stay slow so the Zanaryan could keep up, Kiel prattled about the fight as if Faris hadn't been there to see it for himself. When they reached the address Micah had given him, he hopped up to he doorstep and knocked three times.
The man who answered seemed surprised to see him, though. “Like, hey, hey, hahahaha, I'm here to deliver these guys on Micah's behalf.” He held out the feather stick. “But, like, I lost some of them on the way because of, like, bandits, okay, and this guy helped me get them back so I said you'd totally give him a reward, you know?”