[center][b][h1]Benedict Kaspin[/h1][/b][/center]
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Ben visibility relaxed when she stated that the horns were not belonging to her, and the red under his scales petered out as the fire in his throat died. He looked to her sword, then back to her.

[b]"I wont hurt you."[/b] he stated. He understood she might not trust him. That was okay. He wouldn't trust him either if he were in her position. He lifted his hands, palms facing her, to show that he did not have any weaponry besides tooth and claw. He listened to her speak. She had sailed here with purpose. To explore and gain information. He had heard of people who did similar things in his time as a slave, but he never met one in person. At least not until now.

[b]"Not from here,"[/b] Ben replied, prodding a few of the logs with a stick. [b]"Washed ashore myself just recently."[/b]

She was looking for settlements. So this place was settled some? There was some civilization? Or at least tribes that might be willing to help them? Ben liked the sound of that. He had the strength and size to do the work of ten men himself, and he could find a job out of that. Maybe save some to build a shit and start his way home. Get some food in his belly and mead down his throat. That sounded all too nice at this moment.

It seemed their interests were aligned at the moment.

[b]"We could find one together,"[/b] Ben said, shifting his weight to his side and pushing himself up. She was small. Much smaller than he was. His leg was thicker than her torso easily. [b]"Safety in numbers."[/b]

He looked to her and shifting uncomfortably, unaware of human customs in term of introduction. He looked to the fire and swept it out with his massive tail.

[b]"My name is Quidelcuetzpalli. Means fire lizard where I come from."[/b] Ben stated. [b]"Man who bought me... Named me Ben. Easier to say. Not sure of the meaning."[/b]