The right hand man

1.2 Arrested for good manners

What is this man-child doing? The Sahib is not some public spectacle to gawp at. He obviously knows who the Sahib is, and the filthy leech wants to suck money from him. There were many such leeches, always trying to suck money from the Sahib in the name of 'charity'. Luckily the Sahib never engaged with them. If those leeches even got a drop of money they would keep coming back until they sucked the Sahib dry. I shook myself from my reverie. The Sahib didn't pay me for my reveries he paid me to protect him.

'Excuse me Sir,' the leech said and went to touch the Sahib, but I intercepted it by grabbing its arm and towing it away. 'On your way, lout!' I growled trying to frighten it away. It looked at me as if I was some sort of freakshow. How dare this beggar look at me like that, I come from a noble family of good breeding, unlike this street urchin, this torr. Who does it think it is? Why I shall skewer it with my...deep breath Kareem, deep breath. God, I hate these people. Who do they think they are parading around like they are superior to me, why I wish I could just skewer my ... breathe Karim breathe. As you can tell I have a rather violent nature which serves me well in my profession, as well as my towering height. I cut a terrifying figure, though I do say so myself.

But then the leech goes and says something that makes me think that it was cleverer than I thought. It tells the sahib that it wants to help him save money. This thing is either completely insane or some sort of money pinching mastermind that has studied the Sahib's behaviors and movements. But that cannot be possible, I am always with the Sahib and I cannot have had the oversight to miss this personage. I cannot have. Why I am one of the best bodyguards, the sahib would not have hired me if it were not so.

Although the thing did look afraid when it gazed upon me. I told you I am an intimidating figure.