Foulques listened. He wasn't sure what a 'backdoor' was in this context, but the rest of the story made it clear that whatever it was, it allowed this man to steal information regarding whatever Ian and their cohorts had been working on. The rest, however, reminded him of the worst sorts of unscrupulous merchants from Ul'Dah. No wonder Ian despised the man so.
And just as he knew it would, the statue eventually burst apart. Though a piece struck Ian in a rather more sensitive spot than it had done him. Wincing in sympathy, he stepped carefully over the small pile of stones that was left behind and moved to check on Ian, crouching down next to them. "Are you alright?", he asked.
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Date: 2025-05-25 07:22 pm (UTC)From:And just as he knew it would, the statue eventually burst apart. Though a piece struck Ian in a rather more sensitive spot than it had done him. Wincing in sympathy, he stepped carefully over the small pile of stones that was left behind and moved to check on Ian, crouching down next to them. "Are you alright?", he asked.