[ Escaping.

The statement confirms in his mind then that Jill is the one he saw with the Heretics. Held hostage, maybe? Then again, why would a slave in the Empire's army free her to run away? They seem friendly enough. Or, at least, their direwolf is, as he hasn't eaten them just yet.

He turns his head as one of his newest friends finally arrives. Ardbert comes to life at the sign of Mya Tayuun. A Miqo'te of the Keepers of the Moon Tribe. Orphaned, along with her twin sister, but naturally gifted in the art of summoning. ]

You weren't the one engaging with a dragon horde attacking Ishgard. [ Ardbert smiles for a moment before his face turns grim. ] A stray lance struck him. We've got to remove the weapon in order to move him. Think you can do some basic healing for us to do that?

[ Soldier or not, it's clear that this Clive was trying to protect someone's. He didn't engage against them. He was trying to keep someone safe. Jill must mean something to him, as it's clear they were avoiding routes that the Empire would have taken. ]

Right, introductions. This bloke here is Clive. Torgal their hound, and...

[ he looks to Jill as he shifts to the side for Mya to sit. ]