Zavien
The woman gives permission in a stilted accent that he has to decipher before understanding, but when he does, Zavien nods to confirm the exchange. They might not want cactus fruit, but he still wants to help, and if information is on the table, they might just be in luck.
Handing the reins to Colt, he steps cautiously into the group, heeding her warning as he moves. They don't appear threatened - or threatening - but there's certainly a tension in the air, like they expected Zavien to grab their goods and run into the desert. Other than the darkness and how difficult it is to run in the sand, he's otherwise disinclined to steal some random people's livelihood.
He keeps his palms open, showing them that he's no risk as he approaches the animal. Looking over the camel, he hopes and prays that it doesn't get the instinct to kick or bite him as he crouches at its side to place a gentle hand on its neck where his golden ring will pulse with a small dose of healing magic.
Handing the reins to Colt, he steps cautiously into the group, heeding her warning as he moves. They don't appear threatened - or threatening - but there's certainly a tension in the air, like they expected Zavien to grab their goods and run into the desert. Other than the darkness and how difficult it is to run in the sand, he's otherwise disinclined to steal some random people's livelihood.
He keeps his palms open, showing them that he's no risk as he approaches the animal. Looking over the camel, he hopes and prays that it doesn't get the instinct to kick or bite him as he crouches at its side to place a gentle hand on its neck where his golden ring will pulse with a small dose of healing magic.
It's a beautiful day.
Don't let it get away.
Don't let it get away.
