K'mana looked out amongst the desolate sands of the Sagolii, and thought. It had been a week since she had abandoned her trial and she was beginning to worry. She was in no immediate danger, K'luha's lessons had indeed prepared for life in the desert. She had set a brisk pace but, had she set off on a fools errand? She was around 3 suns travel out of Ul'dah and had still found nothing. She thought back on her partying with K'luha, her sister was going to KILL her if she came back empty handed after worrying her like that.
She continued to march up the dune she was climbing, while lost in thought, but froze when she reached the top of the dune. She cursed under her breath "Amalj'aa", as she quietly lowered her self to the sand and backed down the dune.
She shut her eyes and took a deep breath, steadying herself and blocking distractions out allowing her to think, as K'piru had taught her so many years ago. There had been two Amalj'aa hunters, she wondered what they were doing so far south, but quickly discarded that line of thinking as unimportant. She focused her memory on the two women she had caught a glimpse of Hyur and Miqo'te. A direct assault would be far to dangerous, not only was she out numbered but they had possibility of using the women as hostages. There was no chance of help, and she quickly realized her only chance would be a ambush at night, hopefully the emptiness of the desert would cause them to lower their guard.
K'mana began to erase the tell-tale signs of her presence and circled around behind them tracking their movement keeping far enough behind that they were never insight, should she be spotted any chance of rescuing the women would be forfeit and she seriously doubted she would escape with her life. As the day drew to a close she began to focus watching and listening for the signs that they had stopped for the night.
Night fell and and the twin moons rose in the night sky. K'mana left her bow and spare gear in the sands and once more checked herself over. Any clink of metal or glint of its surface could give her away. Certain she was as prepared as she could be she said a small prayer to Menphina, guardian diety of the Keepers of the moon, sister clan to the Seekers of the Sun. She smiled at the irony but Menphina was keeper of the twin moons, and the night was under her watchful gaze.
K'mana silently crept over the dunes and looked toward the camp, scanning for movement. The camp was silent the only light came from the twin moons high in the night sky. One of the Amalj'aa hunters kept watch but he was facing away from her. Between her and the watch, slept the women and the other Amalj'aa. She swiftly decided that silencing the sleeping Amalj'aa first would be the surest path to victory. She surveyed the camp as she moved silently through the sands, noting position of the sleeping Amalj'aa's spear. Heavier and wider than her own spear it lay close to the sleeping beastman. She kept a watchful eye on the other beastman as she approched the sleeping form.
She silently placed her spear on the ground in the direction she planned to flee, and scooped the Amalj'aa spear from the sands. The blow was swift and clean as she jammed the weapon through the soft flesh of the beastman's throat. The cry was short and the beastman gurgled blood before falling silent. The other Amalj'aa rounded in surprise weapon at the ready, but K'mana was already racing toward her own weapon in the sand. Scooping it up in one fluid motion and racing up the dune before the beastman fully registered the attack. He roared and charged.
She continued to march up the dune she was climbing, while lost in thought, but froze when she reached the top of the dune. She cursed under her breath "Amalj'aa", as she quietly lowered her self to the sand and backed down the dune.
She shut her eyes and took a deep breath, steadying herself and blocking distractions out allowing her to think, as K'piru had taught her so many years ago. There had been two Amalj'aa hunters, she wondered what they were doing so far south, but quickly discarded that line of thinking as unimportant. She focused her memory on the two women she had caught a glimpse of Hyur and Miqo'te. A direct assault would be far to dangerous, not only was she out numbered but they had possibility of using the women as hostages. There was no chance of help, and she quickly realized her only chance would be a ambush at night, hopefully the emptiness of the desert would cause them to lower their guard.
K'mana began to erase the tell-tale signs of her presence and circled around behind them tracking their movement keeping far enough behind that they were never insight, should she be spotted any chance of rescuing the women would be forfeit and she seriously doubted she would escape with her life. As the day drew to a close she began to focus watching and listening for the signs that they had stopped for the night.
Night fell and and the twin moons rose in the night sky. K'mana left her bow and spare gear in the sands and once more checked herself over. Any clink of metal or glint of its surface could give her away. Certain she was as prepared as she could be she said a small prayer to Menphina, guardian diety of the Keepers of the moon, sister clan to the Seekers of the Sun. She smiled at the irony but Menphina was keeper of the twin moons, and the night was under her watchful gaze.
K'mana silently crept over the dunes and looked toward the camp, scanning for movement. The camp was silent the only light came from the twin moons high in the night sky. One of the Amalj'aa hunters kept watch but he was facing away from her. Between her and the watch, slept the women and the other Amalj'aa. She swiftly decided that silencing the sleeping Amalj'aa first would be the surest path to victory. She surveyed the camp as she moved silently through the sands, noting position of the sleeping Amalj'aa's spear. Heavier and wider than her own spear it lay close to the sleeping beastman. She kept a watchful eye on the other beastman as she approched the sleeping form.
She silently placed her spear on the ground in the direction she planned to flee, and scooped the Amalj'aa spear from the sands. The blow was swift and clean as she jammed the weapon through the soft flesh of the beastman's throat. The cry was short and the beastman gurgled blood before falling silent. The other Amalj'aa rounded in surprise weapon at the ready, but K'mana was already racing toward her own weapon in the sand. Scooping it up in one fluid motion and racing up the dune before the beastman fully registered the attack. He roared and charged.
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