RAZA
A short man eventually disentangles ‘imself from the shadows an’ comes out to the circles’a flickerin’ firelight. Raza sizes him up with a deft look, weighs his words, an’ slowly lowers the trident. Her eyes still radiate some kind’a distrust, but she no longer stands so aggressively. Don’t get her wrong, she ain’t about t’turn ‘er back on the man, but side-steps are better ‘n purely backin’ away.
“An’ you were been creepily quiet, so -” so as far as Raza Ekambe is concerned, they’re equal. Her feet bring ‘er back to the melted ground an’ she sets the weapon down at her side - within easy reach - but begins to feel around on the ground. Once she identifies what she’s lookin’ for, the woman starts to dig, scoopin’ sand out from a specific area.
“An’ you were been creepily quiet, so -” so as far as Raza Ekambe is concerned, they’re equal. Her feet bring ‘er back to the melted ground an’ she sets the weapon down at her side - within easy reach - but begins to feel around on the ground. Once she identifies what she’s lookin’ for, the woman starts to dig, scoopin’ sand out from a specific area.
she's got a real quick trigger and some new demands
BASE INSPIRED BY ODD <3
