The two shared a meaningful glance at each other and the tiefling nodded his head.  The woman scowled slightly but sheathed her blade.  Still Tialyn noticed that she kept her hand on it's pommel and was still on guard.  He spoke and the two began drawing slowly closer,<strong>"My name is Makah and this is Alana, we are... collectors.  We search the deserts seeking items of value.  Items of the ancient age, when this was once lush forest.  Anything of value really interests us however."</strong><br/><br/>Alana spoke then,<strong> "Maybe you have gold, or items of value, you'd be interested in antiquities or relics?"</strong><br/><br/>Makah nodded,<strong> "Our base camp is not far from here,"</strong>he pointed west, away from the morning sun,<strong>"Sorry for the suspicious greeting, but orcs and undead aren't the only dangers in the desert.  Madmen, bandits, and wildlings roam these sands and rocks as well.  Can't be too careful."</strong><br/><br/>Alana nodded her head in agreement, but her face still remained guarded, as if she wasn't sure that Tialyn wasn't a threat.  Her eyes roamed up and down Tialyn's body as if trying to assess her as a threat.  Tialyn also noticed that Makah's eyes were roaming her body, but it was for a far less noble reason.  She became instantly aware of how her starter outfit had no undergarments and her exposed elven slit was only just barely covered by maybe an inch or two of slanted leather from her jacket.