A meeting between Miles and the wolf rider

Amdir relaxed a bit. There would be no fight, at least for now, and for that she was grateful. As she shifted away from combat mode, Amdir’s facial expression changed from haughty to much more friendly. Naurfast took the cue and visibly relaxed as well, though she was still on guard.

“I am Amdir, Deathwind Rider of the Iron Wolf tribe,” Amdir responded proudly. She patted Naurfast on the side. “And this is my faithful companion, Naurfast.” Naurfast’s body language did not change.

Amdir looked around briefly before returning to speaking with Miles. Amdir’s tribal customs demanded that she help those who were lost or injured, if able, and as long as they weren’t a threat. After all, you never know when you might be the injured party requiring help.

“You seem to have lost your company, Miles,” Amdir said mater of factly. “I am curious as to why you and your companions are here in my home. Perhaps I can escort you back?” Amdir made no attempt to explain how she knew this.

(OOC: If your character knows about the Northern tribes: The Iron Wolves are one of the most powerful in the Northlands, and are known for their many strong warriors. The Deathwinds are the tribe’s best scouts and raiders.)