Zavien
Zavien only has time for a backwards glance before his boots hit the sand. In retrospect, the vantage point probably would have been better for a multitude of situations, but he accepts his new position without too much visible concern. Instead, his forehead wrinkles as he takes in the struggling camel and the biting tone of the woman in charge. He doesn't take offense, guessing that most people in this land are as unforgiving as the environment.
Before he has to come up with some reason of why she should trust them, Colt pipes up, addressing the main concern without bothering with pleasantries or stumbling through other nonsense conversation. It might not be his method, but the people seem to respond well to it, not immediately jumping to shoo them off.
His eyes scan the camel. Animals have never been his expertise, so he can't tell the difference between an injured animal and one simply struggling with the load. Regardless, he nods his head as Colt speaks, ready to act the moment they give permission and direction. "We might also be able to lessen some of the injury." His ring isn't strong enough to do much, but he can at least keep the camel from suffering more during the trip.
Before he has to come up with some reason of why she should trust them, Colt pipes up, addressing the main concern without bothering with pleasantries or stumbling through other nonsense conversation. It might not be his method, but the people seem to respond well to it, not immediately jumping to shoo them off.
His eyes scan the camel. Animals have never been his expertise, so he can't tell the difference between an injured animal and one simply struggling with the load. Regardless, he nods his head as Colt speaks, ready to act the moment they give permission and direction. "We might also be able to lessen some of the injury." His ring isn't strong enough to do much, but he can at least keep the camel from suffering more during the trip.
It's a beautiful day.
Don't let it get away.
Don't let it get away.
