Imagine Krinn's surprise when his Sith companion is suddenly unlocking the shielded door on the sorcerer's cell. The Nautolan turns, blinking dark eyes with discomfort, staring intently at the woman that he hadn't the slightest idea was actually the Empress. Worse, still, he's visibly frowning.
"We came here to talk to that Acolyte, not release prisoners." Krinn is quick to point out with what could have been disbelief, but the ice of his tone frosts over the words until they are nearly as chilled as Andruil's. He's not intimidated by the darkness that suddenly seeps into her tone as she threatens the newly sprung prisoner, but it's clear enough within the Champion's expression that he's unhappy. Oh, if this Malenia double crossed them, she wasn't the only one that would have something to fear. Krinn would certainly be reporting this, if it went wrong.
Perhaps he was a fool, really, because his fellow Sith was the one that had gotten them into the facility in the first place, had strolled through the halls as if she had owned the place, had accessed the data logs without any problem whatsoever, so of course, Krinn doesn't try to outright stop her, because he is suspicious that she may be of higher rank than him. But who could guess the reality? Who would ever think that this was Darth Andruil?
Krinn says nothing more, merely following the two out of the prison, taking up the rear because he still doesn't trust the sorceress. She was ominous, and the air around her crackled with something that made the Nautolan uncomfortable.
"Krinn." The Sith responds simply as Malenia requests his name, because at the very least, he could be civil. It's clear enough that he isn't too fond of the situation, though. Perhaps in time, the sorcerer would grow on him, but Krinn could be quite paranoid of strangers on a normal day, and this was just weird. He says nothing more as they enter the parking lot, watching the strange woman perform her crimson magics before jolting into a new direction.
It would seem she had found them a path to follow. Well, Krinn was neck deep in this weird shit already, wasn't he? Why not follow through with it.
@Phoenix @Wit
"We came here to talk to that Acolyte, not release prisoners." Krinn is quick to point out with what could have been disbelief, but the ice of his tone frosts over the words until they are nearly as chilled as Andruil's. He's not intimidated by the darkness that suddenly seeps into her tone as she threatens the newly sprung prisoner, but it's clear enough within the Champion's expression that he's unhappy. Oh, if this Malenia double crossed them, she wasn't the only one that would have something to fear. Krinn would certainly be reporting this, if it went wrong.
Perhaps he was a fool, really, because his fellow Sith was the one that had gotten them into the facility in the first place, had strolled through the halls as if she had owned the place, had accessed the data logs without any problem whatsoever, so of course, Krinn doesn't try to outright stop her, because he is suspicious that she may be of higher rank than him. But who could guess the reality? Who would ever think that this was Darth Andruil?
Krinn says nothing more, merely following the two out of the prison, taking up the rear because he still doesn't trust the sorceress. She was ominous, and the air around her crackled with something that made the Nautolan uncomfortable.
"Krinn." The Sith responds simply as Malenia requests his name, because at the very least, he could be civil. It's clear enough that he isn't too fond of the situation, though. Perhaps in time, the sorcerer would grow on him, but Krinn could be quite paranoid of strangers on a normal day, and this was just weird. He says nothing more as they enter the parking lot, watching the strange woman perform her crimson magics before jolting into a new direction.
It would seem she had found them a path to follow. Well, Krinn was neck deep in this weird shit already, wasn't he? Why not follow through with it.
@Phoenix @Wit