[S'eng Iskossasda]

S'eng bowed upon hearing Horos' greeting.

"Yessss, I would be honored to help." The Saurid responded. "All my knowledge issss at your disssspossssal." With that he wordlessly retreated, eyed the curry, and then ate it thankfully when offered. He nodded in silent agreement as Horos spelled out their intentions, and became irritated with the gnome's temper tantrum. The Saurid wondered if a good chomp would set the annoying gnome right, but let the Dorin handle the discipline for now. Instead of replying he walked to the pack camels and rummaged around for some gear. A couple minutes, satisfied with what he found, he emerged with a spear and a wooden shield.

S'eng gave an involuntary hiss when he heard Eirhelm vocalize his desire to "enslave the savages". As a Saurid, once slaves to the Xet for generations, such comments attracted little humor from the Dune Winder. His eyes narrowed as he walked by Eirhelm and the camel, but decided to let the comment pass instead of offering a retort. Both the elf and the gnome's concern with plunder made that lizard shake his head since material goods and coin mattered little to the Saurids.

"I do not need a camel," S'eng said simply to QM and Horos. "I prefer to walk. What route are we to be taking then? Sssshall I act assss a sssscout?"