The Xaela accompanied the female wordlessly as she made a vague gesture towards what seemed like an arbitrary direction. Her acquiescence sounded a tad ominous, but if this trading of services was what was required for him to achieve his objective, then it was an inconsequential detour. Kasrjin noted her injury again, and the way she hobbled on one foot and leaned on various trees as they passed by, but made no attempt to assist. It would not do to spoil his one chance of escaping this forest by committing some manner of social faux pas.
Or so he thought. It was with shocking promptness that the pair emerged from the featureless maze that had been the shrouded forest and on to a distinctly cut dirt road, with the occasional lone cobblestone poking out from beneath the soil. Had the road truly been so close to where they had been? It was no wonder that the masked warriors had appeared so suddenly, then. Kasrjin had originally believed that they simply knew the forest, and while that was perhaps true, it'd seemed that the Au Ra was but a stone's throw away from finding his way, and yet a disturbing number of suns he had spent doing naught but wandering aimlessly.
Presented thusly with the two possibilities, Kasrjin's response was almost immediate. He was not completely certain of the distance a "malm" would take, but twenty of them sounded daunting, if the female's tone was to be believed. "We may cross the town," he said bluntly, though his wording and lack of confidence in his use of language had the stern Au Ra seem like he was asking more of a question. The Xaela shrugged his shoulders briefly, tapping the handle of his sword with the back of an idle hand as if to check if his bladed passenger was still present.
Of course, a town could mean many things, not all of them positive, and yet Tsanai had been encouraging in the Au Ra learning of the western continent. If Kasrjin was to believe the female he now followed--that he may possess certain utilities she may or may not apply--then it was not completely likely that he would be attacked on sight.
Perhaps now was an opportune moment to gain some information, though the Xaela was not the best conversationalist. Should he wait? Or broach the subject now? The lecture on social conventions he'd received prior to departing for the Western continent only indicated that standard protocols for conversations were far from practical. But then, perhaps the female knew of his masked assailants. It'd been mere minutes since Kasrjin had made contact with a denizen of the western continent, and already he was baffle beyond belief, his turmoil made present by his face morphing into silent confusion, though it solidified itself into a strange expression of severity. Who were the masked ones and why was he attacked? Why had this female been venturing out?
"What should I be aware of before we enter?" he asked, his perplexity making itself known with the bluntness of the query.
Or so he thought. It was with shocking promptness that the pair emerged from the featureless maze that had been the shrouded forest and on to a distinctly cut dirt road, with the occasional lone cobblestone poking out from beneath the soil. Had the road truly been so close to where they had been? It was no wonder that the masked warriors had appeared so suddenly, then. Kasrjin had originally believed that they simply knew the forest, and while that was perhaps true, it'd seemed that the Au Ra was but a stone's throw away from finding his way, and yet a disturbing number of suns he had spent doing naught but wandering aimlessly.
Presented thusly with the two possibilities, Kasrjin's response was almost immediate. He was not completely certain of the distance a "malm" would take, but twenty of them sounded daunting, if the female's tone was to be believed. "We may cross the town," he said bluntly, though his wording and lack of confidence in his use of language had the stern Au Ra seem like he was asking more of a question. The Xaela shrugged his shoulders briefly, tapping the handle of his sword with the back of an idle hand as if to check if his bladed passenger was still present.
Of course, a town could mean many things, not all of them positive, and yet Tsanai had been encouraging in the Au Ra learning of the western continent. If Kasrjin was to believe the female he now followed--that he may possess certain utilities she may or may not apply--then it was not completely likely that he would be attacked on sight.
Perhaps now was an opportune moment to gain some information, though the Xaela was not the best conversationalist. Should he wait? Or broach the subject now? The lecture on social conventions he'd received prior to departing for the Western continent only indicated that standard protocols for conversations were far from practical. But then, perhaps the female knew of his masked assailants. It'd been mere minutes since Kasrjin had made contact with a denizen of the western continent, and already he was baffle beyond belief, his turmoil made present by his face morphing into silent confusion, though it solidified itself into a strange expression of severity. Who were the masked ones and why was he attacked? Why had this female been venturing out?
"What should I be aware of before we enter?" he asked, his perplexity making itself known with the bluntness of the query.
