<div class="floatleft">(http://www.infinitelibraries.com/images/Elli/Eztli.jpg)</div>Eztli'eyal<br/>Location: Barn in Clun<br/>Date / Time: Mar. 15, late afternoon<br/>Tagging: GM/NPCs<br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><hr/><br/>Eztli'eyal rumbles soft agreement. Krolus has it right on the difference between fear and respect - that comment earned a similar grunt of agreement from Eztli's direction. No more - he had his mouth full - but definitely, he agrees. Even if he's never personally seen a bear that big. Wolves the size of horses, sure. Once. Dead. And the thought that such a beast is big enough to ride, if it can be taught occurred and was dismissed as too much trouble. "Hard to argue with something you can't get a spear into."<br/><br/>"I'll be awake for a while." He murmurs. "Go ahead and sleep." If anything - or anyone - turns up in the barn, the animals will probably warn them. For once, Eztli isn't quite as concerned about sitting a watch as he usually is. He heard a goose, and not much gets past geese. Especially grumpy, broody geese. He shivers a little, and settles himself a little better into his straw 'nest'. If they're lucky, it will only be a cold, wet slog after they cross the river.