Basch had the look of a bear just come out of hibernation; gaunt from lack of nourishment and exercise, grimy, stiff, and ill-kept.
He was all the more dangerous because of it.
A murderer of kings and brothers alike, something wild and uncontrollable coiled behind his quiet desperation. He staggered forward like a beast and hefted his weapon with far too much familiarity for one incarcerated so long.
Altogether Balthier disapproved of him and keep a steady eye on the man's back.