Knahli's poised stature became more limp and she lowered her bow partially, tilting her head ever so slightly as she analyzed their Elezen guest. Her expression had grown less serious and hinted a look more similar to that of disbelief. His grovelling pleas for mercy were genuine, not a trait one would expect of a bandit or otherwise. Regardless, her arrow remained mostly drawn and bow ready to be aimed towards her next target until she could fully decipher the bizarre situation.
K'mihs pacifying words helped soothe her alarmed, older sister somewhat, her delicate touch aiding her sister with lowering her weapon. A voice of reason and assurance that all was, and would be, well. K'nahli had not completely lowered her guard, however, her focus remained fixed on the elezen.. choosing, still, to not formerly acknowledge the approaching, male miqo'te, though keeping him within her peripheral vision.
"Pardon me.." a third, unfamiliar voice now called out from her left.Â
K'nahlis eyes widened slightly in disbelief as she exhaled sharply, unsure of what to make of the situation. How is it that these people all happened to stumble upon her and K'mih? The Sagoli is hardly a frequently trafficked area, she was very unused to encounters out here, let alone so many at once. Knahli quickly passed a gaze towards the feminine voice that had politely called out to them, her brow still furrowed in suspicion. As would have been assumed from the placid tone of the woman's voice, she appeared harmless and otherwise alien to the encounter with the two males. It seemed safe to assume that she was in no way associated with them.
In spite of K'mih cowering from the newly arrived female, K'nahli nudged her with her body in such a way to direct her towards the woman, all while keeping her bow armed and ready. Keeping K'mih close behind her, K'nahli turned her back completely on the female, slowly taking a number of steps as she reversed towards her, with K'mih still hugging her back, as she pulled the two males into direct sight before her.
"My sister and I are returning home. Nothing more. What business would any of you have with us?" Knahli spoke cleanly, addressing the miqo'te at last, her voice still defensive.
K'mihs pacifying words helped soothe her alarmed, older sister somewhat, her delicate touch aiding her sister with lowering her weapon. A voice of reason and assurance that all was, and would be, well. K'nahli had not completely lowered her guard, however, her focus remained fixed on the elezen.. choosing, still, to not formerly acknowledge the approaching, male miqo'te, though keeping him within her peripheral vision.
"Pardon me.." a third, unfamiliar voice now called out from her left.Â
K'nahlis eyes widened slightly in disbelief as she exhaled sharply, unsure of what to make of the situation. How is it that these people all happened to stumble upon her and K'mih? The Sagoli is hardly a frequently trafficked area, she was very unused to encounters out here, let alone so many at once. Knahli quickly passed a gaze towards the feminine voice that had politely called out to them, her brow still furrowed in suspicion. As would have been assumed from the placid tone of the woman's voice, she appeared harmless and otherwise alien to the encounter with the two males. It seemed safe to assume that she was in no way associated with them.
In spite of K'mih cowering from the newly arrived female, K'nahli nudged her with her body in such a way to direct her towards the woman, all while keeping her bow armed and ready. Keeping K'mih close behind her, K'nahli turned her back completely on the female, slowly taking a number of steps as she reversed towards her, with K'mih still hugging her back, as she pulled the two males into direct sight before her.
"My sister and I are returning home. Nothing more. What business would any of you have with us?" Knahli spoke cleanly, addressing the miqo'te at last, her voice still defensive.
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Characters: Andre Winter (Hy'ur) / K'nahli Yohko (Miqo'te)
