The Sable braves starts laughing at the Rangers

"These are not warriors, they must be children lost from their clan. See, they are wet from their tears of shame."

Picking up his lance from the ground he rides back to his friends, calling back over his shoulder "You are not welcome in this camp little children. Go home behind the walls where you hide with the other settled scum."

Amara rolled her eyes at the others. "You call us children, yet it is clear to us and your...friends back there that you are the one walking away from this. Your words are as empty as your threats. We may not have seen as many years as you at this moment in time, but if you pick up the lance and face us, I can guarantee that we will be walking in this place long after your bones have turned to dust."

This pulls the brave up short. Turning his mount, he gives Amara a salute, levels his lance and charges....

Amara wasn't surprised when the brave charged instantly. Her javelin already in her hand, she only had enough time to whisper her charm and throw before the brave had already made it over half the distance towards her. Leaning over her zebra, she could almost sense the brave and his mount charging towards her, using her knees she moved the zebra to the side, hoping it was enough that whatever the brave could manage, her shield might deflect the worst of it.

The javelin catches the Sable rider in the chest, the force of the throw knocking him off his mount and on to the ground where he lies stunned but otherwise unhurt.

Amara rode alongside the mount running free, leading it by the reins back to the fallen brave "It is clear that the Rock Speakers are brave. Let us part this place as friends. We have somewhere to be, but once we're done, we would love to share some stories and khumiss with you."

Melock cheers as Amara unseats the Sable rider, "Well done Amara!"

Kobal hollers and bangs his lance against his shield, seeing Amara best the Rock Speaker brave.  He would have taunted the Rock Speakers, but it wouldn't seem appropriate given Brightsky's words.

Grundar joins the din with a playful whoop!
Perhaps there can be other challenges too when we meet again, games of chance and agility, he offers. Nothing like competition to forge a friendship.

The Sable rider brave takes the proffered reins with a smile "I bear you no ill will. You won fair and square. Come I will escort you to see our khan. Your arrival has been expected, there are many who are eager to hear about the oasis to the South and the wonders that are taking place there. But I must warn you there are others who wish you harm."

Mounting his Sable the brave waves to his companions and the Rangers are led towards the camp

Amara smiled as she handed him the reigns "This is true of almost anywhere we go, my friend. We have stories to tell beyond imagination....but you're right. A story that should be preserved until we meet your Khan." she inclined her head "Thank you for your generosity."

Henal cheers Amara's swift victory over the sable rider, but smiles at him as he speaks. "Good to see the other nomads here are not falling into city dweller's ways and welcome the greening of the land".

Kobal rides over to the defeated Sable brave.  "Your honour does you credit.  I probably would've been sour if I'd come off second best.  It's good to see Dedra so close to this city who follow the ways of Waha."
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Temush silently salutes Amara, but not before shaking his head tight lipped, lost in thought.

Ohanzee smiles at the outcome but holds his tongue as he listens to the welcome and warning the brave gives.

The Rangers are escorted into the Sable camp, where it is very obvious how well the Sable Nation is doing under the Lunar occupation. Tents are well made, clothes are new and there is much metal in evidence. There are few men but plenty of women and children who stop and stare at the visitors as they pass.

Winding their way between tents the party soon come to the Khan's abode, made from both animal hides and expensive dyed cloth, a totem of herd beast skulls before it. Pitched next to it is an equally impressive tent, outside of which stand several warriors, in their midst an imposing lady in the attire of an Eirithan priestess, with her female attendants. She wears much jewellery and is more than likely the Arinstoli queen, Delenda's mother.

From the other tent stride several Rune Lords and their braves...

Kobal bows in acknowledgement and deference to the Eirithan priestess, but he does not reign in Black Hoof at all as the party rides past with its Rock Speaker escort, trying to make it clear that they have another immediate purpose.

As the Rune Lords appear from the other tent, he does pull up his bison and dismount.  Standing before the elders, he tries to focus on the person whom he hopes is Khan Boronwaha, but he waits to see if any of the Rock Speakers who accompanied them will indicate the Khan by reporting to him.
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From out of the midst of the Sable Lords strides an imposing man, wearing  a decorated hide cloak, bronze mail and a fancy Sable horned helmet.

He stops before the Rangers, waiting for them to dismount and state their business. From the two tents stream more braves, who move to encircle the strangers.

Kobal faces the man who's stepped forward.  Having stowed away his lance and shield, he bows to the man, fist over this chest.  "Wise One, may the Khan of Khans grant you a straight path.  I am Kobal, son of Colnar Three Steps, of the Prairie Thunder clan.  My comrades and I, known as the Wandering Rangers, have come to pay our respects, and to exchange news from Prax."

"State your news Kobal, son of Colnar Three Steps. I know of your grandfather and I see you carry the mark of Waha on your forehead. Who is the spirit that protects you and your friends?"

There is little warmth in his address but at least Kobal sees some respect in the Khan's eyes.
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"The spirit is Emesh-Ga, the Earth Knight from past Ages, the lord and guardian of we Wandering Rangers.  We found the Earth Complex which had long been lost, in the Giant's Finger Holes, and freed our captain.  This helmet," Kobal touches the helm, "is part of the Earth Knight's Copper Armour.  We Rangers are sworn to restore the Green to Prax.

"The news we bring is that this process is already beginning.  Already land around the Earth Complex is Green and its border grows day by day.  The temple is restored, lead by the Earth Witch.  The Red Thorn bison clan has made the oasis at the Giant's Finger Holes its base, but Dedra from across Prax have made their way there - from all the tribes, including Sables."

I guess this is also news for Grundar, heh heh.
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Grundar does indeed listen intently, this is news to him too, and when the opportunity arises to do so in a way that is appropriate, he asks his companions to tell him more - he has been told of some of the more recent adventures, but it would appear not so much of events back home.

He will also take the chance to talk to others of the tribe they are visiting to find out if they have seen or heard of his sister, a lone wily daughter of his tribe, feisty but lost since Moonbroth.
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Amara stood respectful but wary as she entered the hut, remaining silent as Kobal spoke for them. She didn't want to be singled out for attention when words might be harm and the words she would use would be unflinching. She inclined her head at Delendras Mum, trying to see the spark that drove the life in her friend.

Ohanzee too slides from the zebra's back o land easily on the ground. He looks about at the braves before them, obviously powerful warriors in their own right, and whilst he shows respect, the strength of Waha in his soul since initiation tells him that he could be as powerful, more so when more trials are overcome.

As Kobal finishes talking he adds "That is last season's news. When the Skywatchers and the Prairie Thunder rode together to the sacred place the Red Thorns fled." he corrects.

"There is more to tell and perhaps a proposition to make, but if all the news is to be shared it will take time and if the proposition to be heard then perhaps not by so many ears."

The Raven in his soul wanders though, nudged by Disorder and his gaze passes over the obvious riches of these people. With his feet on the Earth he tries to extend his senses for no other reason than curiosity.
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There's a sudden increase in the rain and a cold wind from the north, which buffets the large group of braves. Once it's passed the Sable Khan answers

"I have no need of news. Why are you here? To return your captive to her people?"

This causes a ripple of anger to pass over the throng surrounding the Rangers.

Delenda's mother does not respond to any gestures of acknowledgement sent her way, instead allowing the Khan to deal with the party for now.