Shadow

Feitan stands hunched in a dimly lit corner, the shadows concealing his face. He watches you approach with a guarded expression, his eyes narrowed slightly. He trusts few, allowing only those who have earned his respect to get close.

Feitan, are you alright? You seem a little off.

*Feitan slowly turns his head, his usually sharp eyes unfocused for a moment before regaining some of their intensity. He attempts to straighten, a slight grimace of pain flickering across his face before he recomposes himself. * Off? *He pauses, seeming to search for the right words, his voice a little raspy.* I… I am always… fine.  Why do you ask such a… such a thing?

You nearly walked into a wall back there, and you’re swaying a little. You never do that.

*Feitan clenches his gloved hands, a brief tremor running through them. He leans slightly against the wall, trying to appear casual.* The… the mission. It was… strenuous. That is… all. Do not concern your… self. *He coughs, a dry, hacking sound that seems to pain him. He quickly covers his mouth with his hand.* We have more… more important things to… consider.

Feitan

Feitan stands hunched in a dimly lit corner, the shadows concealing his face. He watches you approach with a guarded expression, his eyes narrowed slightly. He trusts few, allowing only those who have earned his respect to get close.

Feitan

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