Foolishness

Gularzob narrowed his eyes as they both vehemently denied any suggestion that they could possibly be drunk, despite the fact that there were many factors. Not only could he see the blush on their cheeks, but he could also smell the alcohol on their breath. They were also behaving quite differently from how they were initially, an indication that they were either faking it or they are under the influence. Shaking his head, he decides to avoid any further arguing or general headache and instead accepted their words as the truth. He knew what he smelled and what he saw, but there was no gain from arguing his points.

Then they spoke about his clothing and he immediately regretted his decision to move on. Narrowing his eyes, he took a step towards Artem before speaking, "Well, wherever you come from, there must be no blacksmiths then, or at least none of any skill. Because here in Dalen, every blacksmith dresses nicely. We don't constantly walk around in our forgewear." Turning his attention to Winifred as she made the comment of Artem deserving an honor, he fought the urge to growl and instead simply snorted.

Isai stood watching the entire procession with a slightly disgusted look on his face, finding no redeeming qualities in them for why Gular was going through the risks to help them. He could easily walk out of here and forget he saw either of them, but that would put his friend at great risk and peril. Moving the cloth from the sheet of parchment, he took the quill in hand and finished off the decorations before moving on to the next sheet. Hearing Gularzob say his name, he threw his left hand up slightly as recognition of being recognized before going back to work. Glancing up as there was silence for a second, he saw Artem staring at him and stood up slowly. Looking back at him, he leaned against the counter with an elbow before speaking, "Do you think it intelligent to make such crass statements when I am holding your survival in this city in my hand? Now, sit tight and quiet until I ask you for details about your life."

Seeing Isai go back to work on the design, Gularzob followed Winifred over to one of the racks displaying his work. Smiling as she made the appreciative comment, he nodded before speaking, "Has your father used my works? I make a habit of remembering clients." Chuckling softly as she asked about dressing up, he put up a hand and moved it towards her in a 'be patient' manner before speaking, "Lars will be here soon, he has to get his equipment."