[He can almost sense the difference in the mood almost immediately, and he isn't one to dismiss such things as his imagination. It would have been preferred however, and as he nears the entrance of the village, Jacques can verify that it seems the locals are on edge with his approach.
Stopping some several feet from the entryway, the quiet hunter looks at those on guard inquiringly. Coming to trade has not been unwelcome before, and nor have they ever looked at him so warily.]
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Stopping some several feet from the entryway, the quiet hunter looks at those on guard inquiringly. Coming to trade has not been unwelcome before, and nor have they ever looked at him so warily.]
...why..?