Horizon of Darkness

Nikta grabbed her cane, but didn't intend to use it for its intended purpose – after all, they were going to an employer, not on a mission, so there was no point in putting on a show. Finally stepping under the roof of the house, the girl almost sighed with relief. *Almost*. In an unfamiliar place, it wasn't worth relaxing. Of course, they were unlikely to be in immediate mortal danger, but being vigilant never hurts – she had learned that lesson back home. Turning to the voice of the house's owner, she nodded – politely, but reservedly. "Nikta. Hunter," she introduced herself. She introduced herself to the other characters in a similar manner. Allowing their leader to lead the conversation (who was also better with words and generally more sociable and skilled at making an impression than the cave girl), Nikta stepped back and listened attentively. She not only absorbed the details of the conversation but also noticed changes in intonation, breathing, and the slightest sounds – anything that could potentially signal lies or omissions. Damn, I should have worked on my willpower more.