Board Thread:Talkplays/@comment-4211788-20140912075843/@comment-4211788-20160730172413

Harris shakes his head. "You're right that was harsh, but I could never understand what they were doing being so nomadic. I would just assume it's thievery of some kind? I'm sorry, pal. I honestly didn't mean it." The spider says as he places a hand on Drake's shoulder.

Keira slightly smirks at the comment about Lavrenty. "Well, it's not exactly uncommon for Hielo and Vatten-Tribu to get together. My grandma was in fact married to a man from Hielo-Tribu before the war took over.. Her husband was killed by my dad, he was only eighteen. I've not heard of my grandma since.. Now that I think about it, my mother's been gone for a while too.. But yes, I do consider him a friend, everyone needs to calm down. He's a swell guy."

Hiero smiles at what Frost had to say. "Thank you, I'm trying to keep blades away from our spines. I just don't like Hielo-Tribu, they have always been sneaky devils since Ridas' time. To think they wanted to overthrow the island then, who's to say this punk isn't going to do this now? I don't care what an ally is, I won't let my dignity be spared over some possibility that this lout can actually be useful. It doesn't sit well with me."

Time progressed as the group moved through the ocean to pop up in Sten-Tribu. It was broad daylight and the sun was unbearable just like the heat.

Hiero takes a deep breath as he soaks in the sunlight. "Finally, heat. I've missed it so much, I haven't been warm since I first left Igna-Tribu weeks ago. Yet, unlike Igna-Tribu there's barely any wind."

The desert was barren and the group had arrived at an oasis of sorts so there was vegetation and water. The plants seemed malnourished and dead like due to the lack of water. There were coconuts hanging off of a palm tree nearby though.

In the far distance there are some bandits digging through the sands, trying to find the Azizi-tribe. Out of no where a massive sand tornado appears scrambling the group of bandits.

It was the Azizi tribe! They fought aggressively with their scimitars, a young ten year old jackal by the looks of it was leading forth the fight. Once the bandits were dead, the young jackal points to the group of outsiders by the oasis. The Azizi members did not look happy and were ready to fight the outsiders.

The young jackal begins to speak off in the distance.

"Halt! Small group of outsiders, I am Ammon the jackal! Heir to the throne of Azizi. What brings yo-.. Wait.. Who is that?" The young jackal whispers to one of the men in relation to the tall thorny lizard.

"I-Is that..? Drake! Friend, where have you been. I haven't seen you since you were a young boy, look at you so grown now." The voice had been none other than Seth Azizi, father of Ammon.

He slides the sands and moves the tribe closer to the oasis with out moving his feet. He holds out his hand for the thorny lizard.

Hiero watches the sand being manipulated and how it took out the group of bandits earlier, it was quite a spectacle. Harris remained quite scared, even flinching when the group got closer. Keira's eyes widened by just how quickly they handled the bandits.