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The tent filled with more and more people joining whatever quest the queen sent invite for, and Kai hated every minute of it. They kept to the back, but even that space became cramped with three giants and a horse. All the creatures that came in where ones they'd seen in Darington. Everything could be found in Darington, except Kaimerians. How a flyer got all the way out there had to be the work of magic. No one went to New Kaimeria and lived to tell what they'd seen. Kai's heard rumors of the place, but they didn't take any stalk in any of them. There were simply too many people involved in this quest. Never have more than four people on a crew at a time, more people means more chances for shit to go wrong and less money that needs to be divided. Surely Exusia doesn't have so much wealth that it'll pad the pockets of the twelve of them for a life time? (Some life times last longer than others, but all die under the hand of Khiar-koff.)

The emissary, they didn't get the name of, proposed they all go to the castle in the sky unarmed for their mad queen. Kai didn't have much on them anyway. A dagger, sure, but they could ditch that easy. El, however, wasn't an option to be left behind, nor were they going to tell them El exists until it was necessary. Should be easy enough to have El fly to the castle and wait for them. Kai didn't bother verbally agreeing to give up everything, they would've left if it was an issue. The emissary called for a captain, but something was off. The dint of the tent wasn't louder than the casual street noise outside. Kai could hear it clearly being near a little opening, but now it was quiet. Dust kicked in near their hip, then El flew in from the dust, and rested on their shoulder. 

"Oedi!" El shriked no sooner had a Bonesman attacked the emissary.

Everyone jumped into battle, but Kai wasn't equiped or skilled for this. Conman didn't fight their way out with swords, but with words and they knew Bonesman weren't the type for civil conversation. So they crawled out of the flap in the tent and left El there to keep an eye on things. Outside they nearly got blown away in the wind and had to hold on tight to a rope that kept the tent nailed to the ground. Sand would've kicked up in their eyes if they weren't closed. Around them the wailing and violence of the Bonesman didn't compare to the howling of the wind. Kai pulled off their jacket and tied it around their face for protection, then felt their way up the tent rope as they climbed to higher ground. In sandstorms they're supposed to lay low, but no visibility and the threat of getting stabbed didn't leave them with many options. Khiar-koff didn't deign that they'd die today, so they must survive. Once at the top, they found a support rod under the fabric and laid across it, then they untied their jacket, wrapped it around their waist and tied it to the rope instead. They held onto the rope for dear life while they road out the storm.