Waiting for a sign(Thread Complete/RP finished)

[Scratch]

Scratch skidded to a halt and dropped down into the grass when she heard the other human shout a greeting. She was already behaving foolishly, and there was no reason to suspect she could take on two fully grown men, at least not without some serious planning.

She waited for a time, listening to their conversation and trying to decide whether she could approach them without being killed on sight. They seemed inclined to team up, which meant no dinner for Scratch tonight. It also cut down the time she would have to convince them she was friendly before they decided to kill her just in case.

She started crawling away through the grass, planning to find an easier target, or maybe even give up for the day, but as she was turning she stepped on a twig, wincing as the *SNAP* sounded incredibly loud to her ears. She froze in place once more, straining her ears to see if anyone had noticed her.

[Tion]

Tion feel his mood lighten and lets out a sigh of relief. Suddenly, with the tension leaving him, he feel all the past days fatigue catching up with him. He lets out a soft laught while rubbing his tired eyes. With a smile he slide of his backpack and buckle off one of his waterskins hanging on the side of the backpack. He takes a sip from it and with a grimace that's quickly become a bright smile as he offer the waterskin to the man in front of him.

Zeltiva booze... strong stuff. Well, if it's stories from my homeland you want I have more than enough of them friend. I saw you breaking up camp but how about we start that fire again and share some breakfast together while I tell my story?

Tion realize that he still didn't know the mans name and only with a moment of hesitation he asks.

By the way, I must have missed it but what was your name friend?

[Desmus Marrudius]

"I am called Desmus" he said in an instance slightly embarrassed by his rudeness. "Light the fire we shall my friend"

Desmus began to place more wood on the fire, turning his back on Tion showing ultimate faith in this mam he barely knew.

Desmus was interupted in his task of restocking the fire by a loud snap thar came from the tall grass surrounding their camp."Did you head that Tion" Desmus said raising from the ground and placing his hand on the hilt of his sword.

[Tion]

Tion rummage through his backpack for some breakfast as he hear Desmus call out. He looks up at Desmus and for a few seconds he just stare at him before the words sink in. With a chill going down his spine he realize what it might mean if someone is out there and he quickly grab his bow and pull out a arrow from his quiver. While trying to keep a low profile he search the area with his eyes for movements. With a low voice he ask.

Which way did it come from?

[Desmus Marrudius]

"I could not tell" Desmus spoke softly "remain quite my friend, let it reveal it self"

Desmus eyes could not adjust in the changing light and the wind slightly roared which caused it hard to hear in the rustling grass. Desmus griped his sword tightly but left it sheathed as he walked towards Tion.

[Scratch]

Scratch winced; she'd been noticed, definitely. She could wait for them to find her, or she could make herself known now, and try to convince them that killing her was unnecessary. From what she'd overheard, they were both trusting fools, so she might actually be able to pull it off.

"Please do not hurt me, good sirs," she said in a timid tone, pitching her voice to be low and sultry. She stood slowly, with her hands raised above her head. Her claws were obvious at this point, but there was nothing to be done about that. She didn't bother turning around; she had a better advantage not looking directly into the sun. She waited, tense, wondering whether their reaction would be violent or trusting.

[Desmus Marrudius]

"You hide and sneak instead of show yourself, what say you for this." Desmus says still griping his sword.

Desmus did not want to fight anyone at this point, especially a girl. Right away he could.tell something was off about her at first glance she appeared to be a young woman but at a.closer look her true features shown. She seemed to be a mixed blood. Damned fool mixed with a Zith, probably ended up dead as well.

Desmus looked at Tion seating his reaction

[Tion]

"Please do not hurt me, good sirs,"

Tion almost let the arrow flew the moment he saw the creature rise from the ground. But it had spoken, and while he had never seen a creature such as this before he now saw that it did resemble a human. With a stern expression he lower the bow some but still keeping it ready just in case it would come at them.

"You hide and sneak instead of show yourself, what say you for this."

Tion felt some off the tension leave him. Even if the creature, a female?, would attack it was alone and apart from the claws he could see no weapons. Feeling a bit more confident with Desmus next to him he take a quick look over his shoulder before looking back, waiting for the creature to reply on Desmus question.

[Scratch]

With difficulty, Scratch kept her voice meek. It was a challenge hiding her low opinion of these men, but her survival depended on it, so she managed. If only they weren't armed... "Surely you understand how dangerous it is out here. Most people on he plains would shoot me on sight, simply for being what I am."

Since they seemed willing to talk first and attack later, Scratch decided it was safe to turn around (slowly) and give them the benefit of her facial expressions. She immediately lowered her eyes, mostly to keep the sun out of them, but she hope it would look like another meek gesture. She'd been mistaken for a weak and foolish slave in the past. Perhaps that deception could be useful here. If she could pretend to be harmless long enough, if she could resist smashing in their smug faces....

[Desmus Marrudius]

Desmus knew of these creatures, he had seen what they were capable of from the corpses they left behind. Trusting her would be no small feet for him. If he were alone he would not hesitate to welcome the guest but with Tion here it complicated things. Even Drakor seemed suspicious of the guest, knowing not what to think.

"Tell me then, why do you venture in such a dangerous place alone." Desmus raised an eye brow towards the Zith.

If she could answer this then maybe he would welcome her, but only if she seemed true. Desmus was confident he could take her alone but with Tion there he feared her not.