<strong>Leander</strong><br/><br/>The man looked closer at Leander, inspecting his wound with an appraising nod. Still, he took a few more steps back, stamped his feet and pulled his hands closer to himself. "Come on." Liah muttered as she looked over at the snake, "I think he wants us to follow."<br/><br/>When the woman finished decapitating the vicious beast, the man with her knelt down to its' open mouth and poked his javelin inside. The native woman took her own weapon and lodged it in its severed neck, spitrosting the huge creature's head with some effort. They picked it up as it was, hoisting the javelins on one of their shoulders for support. By Leander's estimate, the beast's head alone could have weighed as much as a man.<br/><br/>The fourth native turned around, keeping an eye on the rear of the ad-hoc formation.<br/><br/><strong>Ivette</strong><br/><br/>Ewon averted his eyes, "Only a minute or so... You were mumbling the whole time, though."<br/><br/>The Lord leaned back, "Well, maybe you should have slept for a little while longer, I'm sure this whole trip has been... an experience. I know it was for me." He said with a drawn out sigh. After a moment, the noble ducked down, reaching underneath his seat in the carriage and pulling out an arnate box. "Here." He said, flipping it open and pulling out a long sheet of fabric that had been so elegantly folded within the box's confines. It was a silk blanket, "Not as warm as wool, but... it'll keep you, err, modest."<br/><br/>He smiled politely, offering it to the sorceress, "It's... the least I could do, for saving my life, ah?"