Well, those suspicions are like to be confirmed even further once he discovers that his newest would-be employer is donned in similar robes, a red lacquer mask hanging from his neck. Really, the similarities are far too uncanny to be coincidence at this point.
Nevertheless, that is about where the likeness ends. This individual is much taller than Elidibus, his seriousness far more dour. His brows do lift - if slightly - once he's had a moment to take his visitor in. A fighter, no doubt. Pity there aren't any monsters in need of squashing, but if this man has no complaints about the sort of work he takes on, well then, neither does Emet-Selch.
"Ah yes, you must be the merc for hire. Here about the wine cellar."
With a crisp snap of his fingers, Emet-Selch summons the rolled-up scroll from his desk and offers it to Cloud for his review.
"The plans should be straight-forward enough, though naturally we may need to do some mathematical conversions. The dimensions are presently listed in fulms."
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Nevertheless, that is about where the likeness ends. This individual is much taller than Elidibus, his seriousness far more dour. His brows do lift - if slightly - once he's had a moment to take his visitor in. A fighter, no doubt. Pity there aren't any monsters in need of squashing, but if this man has no complaints about the sort of work he takes on, well then, neither does Emet-Selch.
"Ah yes, you must be the merc for hire. Here about the wine cellar."
With a crisp snap of his fingers, Emet-Selch summons the rolled-up scroll from his desk and offers it to Cloud for his review.
"The plans should be straight-forward enough, though naturally we may need to do some mathematical conversions. The dimensions are presently listed in fulms."