Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20150505163801/@comment-25828117-20150508195003

The redguard sat up, still looking at the tall man

"W-who are you?" he asked. Seemingly still dazzled.

"That's not important right now. First, let's get out of the sun and into some shade" The man said gently in a suggestive manner, as if he was a caring father.

"S-sure..." Arik said.

What choice did he really have.

The man stretched out a hand towards Arik. The redguard gladly accepted, as he was pulled up to his numb feet. The cloaked figure now towered over him, quite tall. And most probably a man, judging from the height and voice. The cloaked man then patted Arik on the shoulder.

"Good, good..." he said, showing a smirk from under the shadow of his cowl. And then brushed passed the redguard.

Arik followed the man with his gaze, turning his body with it. He then laid eyes on a caravan of sorts. Several Alik'r bedouin, neither of them looking as mysterious as the man who had just helped him up.

"Get the man a horse! We're riding back to the camp!"

Arik couldn't believe this. Was he just rescued?