Re: Chapter 14.3.2 The Ambush
Adrian had never had a gift for languages. He grew up speaking English, and never really bothered to try learning much else. His daddy had Mexican blood, but since his momma didn't, he never heard much Spanish before other than some curse words. From his time in New Orleans, he had gotten a familiarity with the sound of French now and again, but mostly he had a hard enough time understanding the Cajuns when they were speaking what they called English so there wasn't much a chance of him picking up anything there.
He couldn't quite hear enough just then to make out what he was hearing. It didn't sound like English, Spanish or French from this distance but he'd have to get a little closer to know for sure. The only problem was, he was liable to knock over half of what was still here in the Oriental, fall on his face, and get himself killed. Well, get Evans and Smith killed, and get himself re-killed. He might not be able to understand them, but if he saw some Comanches, he might be able to get a shot off if he was a little closer.
Before he did that, he waved to where Evans and Smith were, hoping the movement would grab their attention. He tried to listen and see where the sound was coming from. If he couldn't get them in on it, he might have to risk a sneak - though he had imagined he might lay in wait.
OOC:
Are the voices moving towards or away from them?
Adrian's only got English. For roleplaying purposes, he probably knows what Spanish and French sound like because of his upbringing and background, but he wouldn't be able to understand conversation.