Traveling to far off exotic places, meeting interesting people-

"I am going to strike you three times and then check in." After that- it depends on how these strikes go. Zevran allows the haft of the cat to slip back into his grip, swinging it a few times to aquatint himself with the weight of it once more. It's been some time since he's done this and he would rather not swing too hard or too soft- one was as bad as the other in such circumstances as this. Two, three more swings through the air until he is satisfied with the weight of it, the flick of the knotted ends, before he adjusts and strikes the meat of Cade's back with a sharp hiss and crack of leather on flesh.