Santiago
*Rhak is seen walking through the sand dunes. His physiology allows him to withstand the heat without much need for water. He gets to the top of a sand dune to look around.*
Jane
*A small tent barely held by sticks lied at the bed of the dunes, protected from the wind under the cool shade of the dune behind it, there was someone resting beneath the roof of cloth*
Santiago
*Rhak notices the tent with someone inside. He slides down the dune about 10 feet from the tent. He slowly gets closer to take a better look. He has his sword ready, just in case the person attacks.*
Jane
*The person was covered in old, bloodied bandages, he was wearing a large, tattered black cloak and a small robe that reached down to his knees, he was breathing coarsely, like he was sick or dehydrated, the small amount of skin that was visible was pale and grayish, almost like a corpse, he clearly did not have a good run with the desert*
Santiago
*Rhak had two canteens of water from an oasis he passed by. He decided to pour a canteen of water, a little bit at a time to prevent drowning, down the person's mouth. He doesn't need the water more than the person.*
Jane
*He gagged a little and coughed, not expecting the random encounter, he pulled out his dagger in reflex and crawled back a few feet, presenting the dagger forward and covering his mouth with the bandages, his right eye was exposed, it's red iris looking at Rhak with a mix of startled surprise and caution*
Alkai: w-what the hell?! Who are you?
*His voice was raspy and coarse, but he was very much alive*
Santiago
*Rhak also instinctively put his hand on his sword, but has no intention of using it. He put his hand away from his sword.* "I'm Rhak. And the one that probably saved your life. Now, do you mind telling me who you are?"
Jane
*He sighed and sheathed his dagger, pulling his cloak forward so the hood would cover his forehead*
Alkai: I'm... A traveler... Just a traveler... I'm not sure what you expected... I've got nothing to give or offer... 
*He huddled up under the tent and hugged his knees*
Alkai: if you know what you're worth, you'll continue on your path and forget this happened... It's best if we part ways...
Santiago
"I'm sorry, but you probably won't survive out here alone, and I'm not asking anything in return. Think of it as a gesture of kindness. Also, I could help you get out of here. I am heading to Itchsunia. I could take you there if you are heading in the same direction." *Rhak obviously doesn't know Alkai is a high elf.*
Jane
Alkai: ah... You are not like the others, are you? Or perhaps my garments deceive you? 
*He lifted his head a little, his straight, black hair falling through the bandages, he sounded a bit relieved, and perhaps a bit hopeful*
Alkai: oh, no matter... Perhaps I misjudged you... Either way, I'm not sure that you will enjoy my company... Even if you are fine with a wretched creature like myself... I'm not good at making friends...
*He tilted his head, allowing the cloak to hang, his pointy ear poking out a bit from the bandages*
Santiago
*Rhak notices the ear and immediately got a bit alert.* "What kind of elf are you? My kind has been raided and stolen to be slaves for the high elves." *One of his hand is resting on his sword.*
Jane
*He sighed in disappointment and closed his eye*
Alkai: no... No, of course you're no different...
*He looked away and rested his cheek on his knees*
Alkai: I told you it would be best if you left...
*He sounded disappointed more than afraid or threatened, he didn't move from his position, as if waiting for Rhak to do something*
Santiago
"I don't know. You thought I was different when you saw me be nice to you. Maybe you are different that the rest of the high elves. You do look different than the others. I just have a grudge against the high elves, but not to ones that don't walk that path." *Rhak moved his hand away from his sword and sat down on the floor.*
Jane
*He looked up, resting his chin on his crossed arms*
Alkai: perhaps... However... You should know that despite my hatred for my own culture... I am still a wretch... We high elves are monsters... And I am no exception... I'm just a different kind of monster to most of the prideful bastards... 
*He opened his eye, his skin looked dry and rough unlike most other elves*
Santiago
"Well, I base that off of the answer they give to this question I'm going to ask you. Do you want the enslavement of beastkin to continue?" *That was his determining factor for gaining his trust, for determining if he thought the person is a monster in his own terms.*
Jane
Alkai: I do not wish slavery to continue on anyone, everything deserves the freedom to live and prosper... But I've lived long enough to understand that it won't happen any time soon, even with my best efforts... 
*He looked down and tightened the bandages around his face*