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Swentzle sighed as he watched his guest settle into an uneasy sleep, resting his head in his hands for a brief moment before he rose and began moving around the campsite. It was still early, only perhaps mid-morning, but he couldn't see much. He rubbed his hands together uneasily, gazing into the fire with a troubled look on his face as Hamza began making a commotion behind him. The bison wasn't hooked up to the cart, but he stood dangerously close to it. Swentzle was quick to soothe his mount, running his hands over his head and murmuring soothing words in the Old Tongue until he'd calmed down. His eyes were still wild, though, and they rolled strangely in his head. Swentzle pet him quietly, frowning even more as he took in how distressed the usually calm buffalo was.
It soon became apparent what was frightening him so, as two young wolves came into the campsite across the fire. Swentzle turned his head toward them, his eyebrows raising slightly in surprise as he noticed something...familiar...about the older one. He gazed at them for a long moment, his mouth pulled down curiously, before he moved away from Hamza and around the fire to check on Irinei again. "Salutations, strangers. What brings you to my camp?" His hand hovered over the blonde dog's mouth for a moment to make sure his breath was steady, and then settled on his leg and put light pressure. Irinei whimpered in his sleep, but he didn't wake, which meant the herbs were doing their job. He rose again and turned his attention back to his new guests.
He couldn't shake the familiarity of the one who'd spoken, and he crossed his arms and turned his head at a different angle, as though that might help him see better. It didn't; the smoke, wafting in lazy red waves from the fire, obscured his vision, and his eyes were already so poor that it shouldn't have surprised him as much as it did. The incense obscured the scents in the air, as well, and after a moment he had to give up. Wherever he'd seen the man before, it couldn't be terribly important.
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