Aldkal observed sarkons eyes as he looked over the female and simply sighed, turning his head to the path leading out of the village, "lets grab a sack of rations and head out as soon as possible," he patted a cantene that was hanging on his his next to his leather leggings, "dont forget a little extra water."

As a guerlla he knew what the forest had to offer, and though lizardfolk could go long long stretches without nurishment he knew it was always wise to keep water close at hand just in case. He brought his good claw up to his teeth and began to pick the sharp fangs in anticipation to head out.