Amon breathed slowly, his mortal body perfectly still in Ormuzhd's saddle. He continued to peer at the figure sat next to the rock through Kalophis' eyes, the hawk tilted its head at Amon's request before he returned his senses to his own body. As he returned his mind to his own body he inhaled sharply, he recited arcane mantras in his head ensuring that he'd regained full control of his body once more.

He looked around him, he couldn't see any figures nearby, and Ormuzhd seemed contented below him. In fact, the Giant Salamander had settled itself in the sand and nodded off. 'Come my friend' he said waking Ormuzhd 'We have found something' the Giant Salamander steadily got to its feet its long tongue darting out and scenting the air as it stood. With a telepathic direction from Amon, Ormuzhd went skittering across the sand at great speed. Amon clung onto the reigns as his cloak and loose fitting robes flowed around him in the mixture of desert sand and wind.

He wondered quite what he'd found as he rode towards the rock Kalophis was perched on. Clearly another refugee, but from where he couldn't ascertain, her style of dress seemed feral in nature, perhaps a northerner then? His lack of geographical knowledge denied him any further intuitive guesses, but he was contented with what little he knew for now.

As he came skittering over a dune the rock came into view, as he drew closer he drew Ra'kes from its sheath at his side, holding the reigns in his off hand only. As he drew closer Kalophis cawed before leaping from his perch and flying toward Amon and Ormuhzd who by now had slowed down significantly. Amon instructed Ormuzhd to continue lumbering towards the rock, taking his hand off the reigns and letting Kalophis settle in on his hand.

He rounded the rock and saw a tired and emaciated mage sat in the meagre shade provided by the rock, he noted her cracked dry lips and the way she seemed to have slumped against the rock. He sheathed Ra'kes and reached down with his free hand, unslinging a canteen and throwing it down next to her. He nodded to the canteen before getting off of Ormuzhd's back, the Giant Salamander settling down into the sand once more. Kalophis continued to sit on Amon's hand the hawk cocking its head from side to side, peering at the mage it had found before looking back to Amon.

'Drink' said Amon his deep voice and thick accent necessitating that he talk slowly, 'I know you have questions but drink first then talk'. After he had finished speaking he sat cross legged on the ground, Khalophis moved and sat on his shoulder and he placed his hands on his knees as though he was going to start meditating.