The travelers approached and halted outside of the gate. Sasha watched them from above as they were allowed in. They were definitely from Isam's group. Their copper complexions and the language they spoke to each other in gave that much away. However, an unexpected visitor came from around back of the party, his sleek, chocolate brown horse bringing up the rear. 

The familiar black curls bounced and shifted as he rode around to the front of the party. Isam gave a small smile at his old friends as he slid down from the saddle. 
"Hello, friends. It's been a while," He said as he approached Ravenia. He looked a bit different from the days he had spent inside the city's walls. There was a small, but barely noticeable, spring in his step. His smile was a bit more sincere. His eyes were a little bit more alive. Perhaps the success of his civilization had given the man new hope over the years. 

"I thought I might come by, since we were sending out a load. Would you be interested in a little trading?"