...look into a wolf's eyes. You'll never be the same again.
Sah crests the hill that marks the Fangs and spots an unfamiliar figure at the mouth. Eyes narrowing, he recalls the description given by Deimos. This must be Chaele. Approaching he nods in greeting, "Chaele, I presume? I'm Sah. Good to meet you."He knows very little about the stranger but if Deimos was willing to work with them, then he imagines that they're not a bad person.
Sah adjusts his grip on the bag thrown over his shoulder as they wait for the others to arrive. Inside he carries his usual hunting gear and provisions, though he doubts that they'll need them. He recalls his last attempt at the Fangs vividly. There had been little dangerous, but ample frustration. Hopefully today would go better.
Sah arrives. He brings everything on his profile, his hunting gear, a water skin, rations, a rope, and 3 daggers.
Sah adjusts his grip on the bag thrown over his shoulder as they wait for the others to arrive. Inside he carries his usual hunting gear and provisions, though he doubts that they'll need them. He recalls his last attempt at the Fangs vividly. There had been little dangerous, but ample frustration. Hopefully today would go better.
Sah arrives. He brings everything on his profile, his hunting gear, a water skin, rations, a rope, and 3 daggers.
Sah
