Dylan's stance doesn't change; he's waiting, watching, muscles tensed and poised to spring into defensive action at the first sign it's needed. Now, the situation's just tense. This ... whatever the unfamiliar race is is disoriented, probably here from a hot situation.
And turning to face Dylan, studying him as intently as Dylan studies the newcomer.
"Nobody's paying me. I'm a soldier, not a mercenary. I mean you no harm, but I won't let you attack anyone. Because wherever you just were, this isn't it."
Re: Garyn Balvadares, the Nerevarine | The Elder Scrolls: Morrowind
Dylan's stance doesn't change; he's waiting, watching, muscles tensed and poised to spring into defensive action at the first sign it's needed. Now, the situation's just tense. This ... whatever the unfamiliar race is is disoriented, probably here from a hot situation.
And turning to face Dylan, studying him as intently as Dylan studies the newcomer.
"Nobody's paying me. I'm a soldier, not a mercenary. I mean you no harm, but I won't let you attack anyone. Because wherever you just were, this isn't it."