Circumstances were quick to pull Kareet away from her sketching. There were, she supposed, more important matters to deal with immediately. She just hoped she would still get a chance later to continue her notes. She had not noticed the arrival of the other Tekeri initially until they were right on her. Though, introductions certainly eased her worries. A Castigator? She and her soldiers would be quite useful. Or at least, they could be useful, as long as they did not hinder her efforts at first impressions. 

“Stand down, Castigator.” Kareet said after Nallara. “If they come from beyond our continent, they probably do not speak S’toric. Nor any other of our languages. If our words cannot help us, we are going to need to be very [i]careful[/i] about how we present ourselves.”

Once she had the Castigator’s attention, Kareet reached back and flicked her wrist, magnetizing her medallion into her hand from one of the pouches of her backpack. Or more accurately, the chain it was attached to, given that the medallion itself was made from tungsten. The metal was quite difficult to work with, which made forgery all the more unlikely. She held it up to the Castigator so she could see the intricately designed insignia it bore. 

“Kareet of Arcaeda, Seeker of the Order of Sages.” She announced. Shirik and J’eon both had chimed in as well, but she could not take the time to deal with their questions. “Let’s all stop questioning each other and focus on what is in front of us. This being, whatever it is, we outnumber it. We may intimidate it. Let’s remedy that. Names…let’s see if it has one. An introduction, and it may be less hostile.”

Looking away from the Castigator, the gaze of all four of Kareet’s eyes settled onto the small being.  She held up one finger, then pointed to herself. “Kareet.” Even without a shared language, she felt this could be a relatively simple exchange, as long as they had some concept of names themselves. She repeated it two more times, pointing to herself and saying simply: “Kareet”.