@Soldonum “Holy Hylia’s harp- “
he’d swear with a grunt, letting out a sigh after it passed and glancing back at her. Golden flecks of sand dusting his bare arms, glinted upon bronze skin like fairies makeup.
“We are very close, I promise!”
{ starter for @Soldonum }
Golden grains sifted beneath well-worn sand boots, the falconlike gaze of an experienced desert dweller surveying an elegant wasteland of dunes. Distant stains of color crept slowly up into the starry heavens, signalling the dawn.
Just then as the +
@Soldonum + sun gaining strength to tell the time.
When they were at last getting close, the winds decided to play. Whipping up dashes of dunes and spraying the travelers. Suhayl would block his face, stepping in front of his companion to spare her from the blast.
+
@MoblinOfRed + slowly lowered his weapon, completely confused.
“Huh...
What kind of beast are you?” The gerudo murmured.
His quizzical brow and darting eyes still fixed on the monster. Honestly anything it wanted, as long as that wasn’t Suhayl, the voe would allow.
@MoblinOfRed As the creature drew near, the gerudo man squeezed his eyes shut, expecting to be knocked out or beaten. But when only quiet sniffing was heard...
“W-what-“
He opened his eyes, and tilting his head up saw the moblin towering over him, simply interested in the cabinets. Suhayl +
@Soldonum + I shall bring you to the bazaar, no fee required. And if when we arrive you find yourself desiring anything from the market stands, or a place to stay, you and I can work out some sort of an arrangement.”
With that, Suhayl gestured for her to follow.
“But for right this +