[Kell's not sure what gave him away. Was it his red hair, nah, that's more common here that it ever was back home. His mismatched eyes? Both? Probably. There are redheads in Thorne, but he's the only Antari here, him. His right eye, fully black, like a window into the void, is as uncommon in Abraxas as it was in Arnes.

Once the taller of the pair sees the smoke, just as they're both pulled down by its tendrils, there's a flash of recognition. Something must have connected. Kell might not be known by name, by a redhead with black eye is known here for one thing and one thing only. The tentacle monster in the lake. Two, if you have fishermen in your family. The thief shots the other a glance, they both scramble from the ground and flee. Kell lets them.

He doesn't know what to do with the thieves any way. This is not Castle Thorne where you practically always have a guard within earshot. This is Nott and he's still learning how things work here.

Kell looks around then picks up the knives the other Summoned so thoughtfully kicked away. Smart move. A magician with a knife in his back is as dead as any other human.]

I'm Kell Maresh.

[He hands both weapons to the man, hilts forward.]

Here, just in case. Just don't advertise in Castle Thorne that you have them. We're not exactly supposed to have weapons until specifically allowed to.