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"Fair enough." Rue said giving her head covering a quick rub and began walking towards the place. As she left, she looked over her shoulder and shouted to Gabriel "Gabriel, can you leash that thing when we get to town? If it went wild and killed somebody, things would become complicated."
"Well we've plenty of horse meat, but we're going to need fruits and vegetables too, especially citrus. I've seen what happens to sailors and migrants who don't get those and catch mouthrot. It's ugly thing." Rue said. "Maybe some water too, if they've a well. Actually, Rasa, do you need to eat or drink or any particular thing to..be?" Rue asked, unsure of how else to phrase it.
Descartes said
Would desert people know what sharks look like?
The Black Road clan gets quite a lot of work from seafaring entities, merchants and explorers mainly. One of the benefits of being able to make yourself into a human compass.
Rue has never actually seen a Shark, much less the insides of one's mouth, but she's read guidebooks and seen sketches and heard a few stories from her elders.

Though yeah, most Dune Folk don't quite have her particular education.
Rue looked up at the ceiling, irked. She was failing in her duty as a Guide, they ought to be miles below ground at this point. She gave a sigh before looking back at the group. "All right, everybody pair up. We'll rendevous at the general store and pick up supplies. Be cautious, there is every possibility that this town is as hostile as Gabriel's new friend was."
"Knowing Gabriel, he'll be trying to teach it to do tricks." Rue said with a smile. "Sit, Stay, Lie Down, Roll over, Jump through a hoop, balance a finger on its nose."
Keeping a safe distance, Rue began sketching the strange creature and jotting down notes about it. "Initially vicious, music and food seem to calm them, might be domesticable, carnivorous." She flinched seeing Gabe get bit by it. "Careful Gabriel. For all you know it might be be poisonous, or having the foaming madness like some wild dogs and horses." She announced, more out of professionalism than any notion that he'd heed her. "Extra set of teeth, almost like a Shark's." she mumbled under her breath continuing to write.
I'd post too, but I don't wanna do that without getting approved. Even if I imagine Descartes wouldn't be that annoyed if I did, its not a good habit to get into.
Name: Rue Noir
Gender: Female
Age: 19
Race: Dune Folk
Character Concept: A Guide, in way over her head.
Physical Appearance: Her skin is a light brown, her hair a frizzly black pony tail, she typically wears a head covering over it. Her eyes are steely gray, though you wouldn't see it for the goggles she wears over them, at least while she's outside. She tends to wear tan and white robes that go down to her ankles, revealing her always bare feet. She is svelte and tall.
Equipment:
A Khopesh with a curious pattern on the blade, Her clothing, a Journal, Dried rations, a Waterskin, smoked goggles and a bone flute.
Personality: Rue is an inquisitive woman, she is prone to write down what she observes in short hand, as the knowledge may prove useful later on.
Goals:
Get the group back and intact as reasonably possible.
Find some way to profit from this obvious disaster.
Do her clan proud.
Beliefs:
A Guide does the work she agrees to, there is little more detestable than a deserter.
Where is Peril, there can be profit if one but looks.
The Endless Dungeon is not just dangerous, it is malevolent. Evil.

Background: For hundreds of years, the Black Road Clan has lived out in the Eternal Desert. Sleeping during the day in great black tents, wandering and later exploring under the stars, the Black Road Clan are the pride of the Dune Folk. They are renown as the best Guides and Explorers in The Eternal Desert, Clarksland, and by their own claims the entire world. Rue Noir, is one of the latest Scions of this proud family owned business and has accepted the job of taking a group to the City of Fallen Angels. Except there was a slight misunderstanding. Her job was not to take this group of softfoots to the Endless Dungeon. But to take them through it. All the way. To the King's Slayer himself. Despite having never gone further than the city center, where the dungeon begins.
Needless to say, Rue wasn't counting on this.
Racial Traits: Dune Folk can see almost perfectly in the dark, as a result they are quite photosensitive. Their feet are also ridiculously durable, it is less painful for a snake to bite a rock than the sole of a Dune Folk's foot.
Known Skills: Rue is a fair hand with her Khopesh and is very agile, whether she is swimming, climbing or running. While she isn't like the Sirenes of her people's folklore, she can blow out a few jaunty tunes on her flute. She can also read and write.
Known Spells/Powers: Rue always knows which direction magnetic North lies. It is an ability that's run in her family for generations.

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