Red Gyspy
Khajhan listened to what she was saying with interest the memories as she spoke coming up giving him a perspective on what she had been dealing with through their bond. Khajhan's eyes remained on the blade which looked very lethal but what's more is he noticed how the shadows around him seemed to react negatively the his proximity to the blade which gave concern as to what was going on as well as the level of control that was potentially present. At hearing the name of the group his his spun around instantly to look at her, a point of dread briefly slamming into Sebastet along with sour memories of his own reaching her before he reigned in his emotions and spoke up with a more serious tone "I know of the league from my travels" the memory while brief was enough to bring the point across that he had a near death experience with someone from the Xumaltia League. his hands at this point had been very relaxed and by his side, but the thought of the league and what had happened left a very sour taste in his mouth.
as he relaxed his hand came to a spot on his lower back near his tail, the spot still bare from the strike he took during the fight he had with a member of the league before he brought his hand up to the hilt of the sword whip and drew and casually tossed it her way, once she caught it he spoke "look at the crest on the hilt, these weapons once were carried by another, a man by the name of Lord Varistoc Morvaign, i guess he would have been a Lieutenant within the league, like you he was hold up in a location and took much of my time dealing with him once he caught wind that i was around, and i still carry the scar from his blade hitting it's mark, thankfully the shadows took most of the hit but even so i was injured severely"
Khajhan walked over to her and placed his hand around hers and simply moved her thumb close to the activation switch allowing the fixed blade to go slack and whip like and simply stepped back to let her do with as she likes.
