Certainly it was perhaps the only relation, besides language, Natalie had with the Human race. At least they buried their dead.<br/><br/>The heavily armored Basitin nodded in approval, Certainly he needed some form of motivation to fight, this appeared to be it. Grieving over unknown, at this point faceless merchants. Traitors, even. How fast had he forgotten? "I'm going ahead. According to recent ventures, path leads to a Keidran town. You, might want to stow your blade, lest we lose the perpetrators.<br/><br/><br/>(If I am ever missing for a long duration of time, assume I went along with it and continue.))