"A thief that has extracted himself from his obligations. Neither Noble or the Masks know about you, and neither expect your loyalty. Plus, I think I have a few friends who might take an interest in you."
"I will be there when people need me. And you, as well as the Bard, will be important in the coming times. I've learned a lot about the ugliness of humankind, when time turns to chaos."
He smiled. "One who's been trying to fix my mistakes for so very long. I've been given a bit of silly name, if you wish to here it. Not the worst I've had, though. 'The Still Wind.'"
A voice came from behind him. "It's rude to eavesdrop, you know."
There was a man behind him, a figure of dust. "Especially on such private a relationship."
His very presence seemed to warm them, and raise their spirits.