Tribal Affairs [Naran]

[Gael]

On the outskirts of Griekah territory was a lone lad who casually strode by on horseback, watching his surroundings. This young man was none other than one of the children to the chieftains of the Greikah, Gael. He, along with some other members of the Griekah, was tasked with patrolling the perimeter of Greikah territory. Despite having rather opened borders compared to their past the Griekah still patrolled their borders extensively. The dangers of the outside world were still a caution to be wary of despite a change in attitude. Last thing they needed were for bandits or worse to bring themselves into their lands unnoticed.

For most of the Griekah this was a boring task. Being so secluded from the rest of Sacae there was rarely ever any outsiders that made their way to their territory and even less so anything that called for much excitement. Gael did not mind it as much, he enjoyed patrolling the lands as the peace and quiet was a good way to calm one’s mind and relax. Today he had separated from the group to cover a section of land that he was rather familiar with compared to the others. It was too be a quick sweep; he hadn’t planned on being away from the rest for so long.

Still it was quite the bit of land for one person to just trek alone and Gael was far from being done. Granted it could just be that the lad was rather meticulous when it came to doing whatever was tasked of him. While it might take others a few moments to complete a task it might take Gael a bit longer if he wishes for it to come out completely perfect. Now he had stopped to take a bit of a rest or more so give the horse a break. It was the horse doing all the hard work after all.

As he fed the horse his eyes scanned the plains, keeping an eye out to see if anyone was around. If he took too long the others were surely to come which would be a bit of a waste of time. However he doubted it seeing as most had faith in Gael’s abilities though if much time were to pass they’d surely worry about the son of the chieftains. A bit bothersome for sure but it was understandable seeing how Gael’s parents wouldn’t react well to their son missing.

[Naran Batkuyag]

Ah yes. Her next destination. It had taken Naran quite a bit of time to figure out where to head to find the lands of the secluded Griekah. Directions from Bulgar had helped significantly, but the ride was still a long one at that. Naran was relieved to find a stream that morning. There she had bathed, washed her clothing, and refilled her water-skin, allowing her mare Alseyu rest and take a drink as well.

She felt good. Even though the Griekah tended to keep to themselves, from what little she'd heard of them from her father, she had a feeling they would be receptive to her nonetheless. The Batkuyag-Onstetseg did not ask for much, after all. They simply wished to have a good standing with the larger tribes...for now. That was all the other tribes needed to know anyway.

Once she had dressed herself Naran mounted Alseyu and continued on her way. She was so close...and yes, in less than an hour's ride, she finally found another Sacaen. A lone rider who seemed to be surveying the land. No doubt he rode for the Griekah. Lest she worry or draw unnecessary ire from the rider Naran raised a hand and slowed Alseyu to a halt.

"Greetings, rider." She spoke loudly, firmly, and confidently. This was not the first time she doled out this greeting, but it had worked just about every time since leaving for her trip. Surely it would work again. "I am Naran of the Batkuyag tribe. I ask of you, have I entered the lands of the Griekah tribe?"

[Gael]

It seemed that today things would be extremely different than normal patrols. While he scanned the area he noticed something in the distance. A lone rider was headed in his direction which was definitely unusual. Gael doubted that this person was looking for trouble, or at least if they were they’d be in for quite the surprise. Normally a bandit would have a few friends with them and Gael’s first assumption that it was just someone passing on by who happened to stumbled upon Griekah territory. Most likely just needed some directions to get to wherever they were going and safe passage, simple enough.

A simple greeting was followed by a question that Gael hadn’t expected from the rider. He looked over to her with a curious look on his face. The Batkuyag, a name that Gael was a bit familiar with but didn’t have much contact with if at all really. So why was Naran of the Batkuyag seemingly looking for the Griekah? What business did they have with them? This was quite the curious situation, one that Gael would enjoy seeing played out. ”Perhaps.” Gael replied. He wanted to dance around the subject until he figured out what exactly this person wanted.

”What does Naran of the Batkuyag want with the Griekah tribe?” He asked. Depending on her answer, Gael would tell her the truth about being in the lands of the Griekah. The tribe’s safety was more important than whatever curiosities this rider might have with the Griekah. With the way the rider carried herself it was probably best to assume that she held some importance. Still that did not matter, Gael would conduct himself as he normally would. Titles and status did not matter when intentions were not clear. Though his curiosity could end up getting the best of him.

[Naran Batkuyag]

The man answered her bluntly, to the point. A typical Sacaen scout then. He attempted to hide his honesty, but Naran was more likely to believe his "maybe" than she would have believed a simple "yes" or "no". He was definitely of the Griekah, and she had certainly entered their lands. Naran couldn't help but smirk a bit, as if she had the man all figured out, but she was just happy to keep one step ahead.

"The Batkuyag-Onstetseg alliance merely wish to spread good tidings and trade amongst the fellow tribes of Sacae. We are, after all, in dire times as of late. Unity amongst the tribes is important. Thus I have been sent as an ambassador in order to meet, make peace with, and offer support to any tribe that is open to it."

This was, for the most part, entirely honest. In reality Naran had more or less sent herself, knowing her father would agree to it. Perhaps it would seem strange to most tribes, in fact from her experience they had found it strange. Many tribes prided themselves on their independence. Yet Sacae had a Great Khan, and they had united many times in recent history in order to defend their great lands.

It was to the interest of all, not merely the Batkuyag or Onstetseg, to parley with other tribes.

Not wanting to alarm the other man Naran mere sat upon her mare, watching him and awaiting his response. Any presumptuous moves may lead him to doubt or dismiss her, even though he knew her to be Sacaen.

[Gael]

An alliance? Well that was certainly something new that Gael hadn’t expected. He was betting on Naran just being a traveling Sacaen who perhaps heard about the Griekah and wanted to know if they were actually real or not. This was definitely more of an important matter than just a simple passerby. However, Gael was a bit concerned that the Batkuyag-Onstetseg alliance set one person on their lonesome to complete such a task. Sacae was a vast land and regardless of how skilled a person might be traveling a distance like that alone wasn’t a wise decision. It was a bit concerning that was for sure.

Gael didn’t sense any ill intent from this woman; she had a proud air about her that gave Gael the impression that she was the honest type. This was outside of course the fact that they were both Sacaen and when do they ever lie? ”It would seem that you’re on the right path then ambassador of the Batkuyag-Onstetseg alliance. You stand right on the border of Griekah territory.” To be fair there was nothing really indicating that she had entered Griekah territory so it was a good thing that was Gael was here when he was.

The young man mounted his horse, getting one last good look at this so called ambassador before pulling a bit on the reigns to get the horse to turn a bit and move. ”My name is Gael. I can take you to the Griekah village to meet with the chieftains. Be sure to follow or you’ll end up getting lost easily.” Of course Gael hadn’t forgotten what he was out here for and made mental note that he had still yet to meet up with the rest of the group but he was sure they’d run into each other going back to the main path.

[Naran Batkuyag]

The young man honored her (mostly) honest response with his own and, as Naran had suspected, he was of the Griekah. He introduced himself as Gael and even offered to take her to the settlement and meet with the Griekah chieftains. "Ah, so the Griekah operate with multiple chieftains as opposed to just one, then?" It was the first question that came to mind and Naran did not hesitate to speak it. Both the Batkuyag and Onstetseg had but single chieftains. Those chieftains adhered the words of their seers for advice in leading, and their most trusted bloodrider for advice in combat, but that aside they alone led the tribes.

She spurred Alseyu onward to catch up to Gael's horse, and as she closed in she took a moment to study him as he had her. He seemed rather typical for a Sacaen, albeit with somewhat lighter hair, but that was not so strange. Naran herself had blue eyes, and she had been told that the first Batkuyag chieftain, her ancestor, had been of mixed heritage. It was a small wonder she managed to inherit his eyes then, but Naran had always liked her eyes anyway.

"I also thank you for the kind offer and your trust." Naran spoke honestly, but also as she was taught to. Ganz hadn't taught her too much in the way of diplomacy but her sister, Saran, had. "As I stated earlier, these ARE dire times, and you had reason to be distrustful. Some of the greatest warriors of all tribes are even with the Great Khan now, preparing to defend our homeland."

[Gael]

While Gael was aware that the Griekah definitely did things in a different manner than other tribes it never really hit him like it did in this moment. He wondered how the ambassador was going to take to the differences between the tribes. Hopefully it would be quite the learning experience and Gael was curious to learn more about her tribe as well. He was only really familiar with them in name and nothing else. That would possibly be fine for others but for Gael that wouldn’t be enough. Maybe one day she would take him to her village, that would be interesting.

”In a sense we do.” Gael replied, trying to find the right words to answer this question. ”The current chieftain is Aldair “The Storm”, his wife “Hawkeye” Ceara while one could argue technically isn’t a chieftain due to Griekah tradition she has the same authority and power as Aldair. One rarely does something without the other’s knowledge and counsel.” He hoped that would be a sufficient answer to the question that was asked. Gael was never the type who really enjoyed the political side of the tribe’s inner workings so he wouldn’t be surprised if he got it wrong in some parts.

The gathering of other tribes and warriors was something that Gael was aware of. Soon the Griekah were going to mobilize in order to meet the Great Khan and assist in the efforts to protect the homeland. ”Hmm, so I’ve heard.” The Griekah archer replied. Soon the rest of his patrol was in sight, most likely wondering why it had been taking Gael so long to return to them. He’d inform them of the situation, explaining who his guest was and why they had entered Griekah territory. A few commenting on how they were used to Gael finding lost animals not actual people.

”Once we get to the village I will take you to where you can meet the chieftains. You’ll have to wait a moment so I can announce your arrival to them and they are ready to see you. With everything going on it’s even a busy time for us.” This is how anyone coming to the village would have been dealt with but Gael wasn’t lying about it being busy times. It wasn’t unusual nowadays for Gael to not even see one of his parents for a few days due to how hectic things could get in the village lately.

[Naran Batkuyag]

As they rode Gael elaborated a touch on the Griekah. It was not so much that they had a...council of chieftains, like Naran had first imagined, so much as he meant that the chief and his wife. The fact that it was "arguable" or even a "technicality" that the wife was not a chieftain, however, was a difference in of itself. Naran's father was the sole chief. Her mother was simply the chieftain's bride. If there was no love between them Ganz would not listen to her any more than he did any other woman.

"I see. Fascinating that the chieftain's wife has any say, even if she is technically considered beneath him." Naran replied while nodding slowly. The fact that the supposedly did not act without the counsel of the other could have spoken to tradition, but also could simply speak to love and respect for one another. In the case of the latter it was not so different from the Batkuyag or Onstetseg.

Naran tightend her calloused fingers around Alseyu's reins. Her hands were toughened more from holding the handle of a blade than the reins of a horse, but all the same she was rather comfortable holding them. It was her thighs that had grown a bit sore from riding more than anything. Her trip had already been such a long and eventful one.

She brushed her bangs from her eyes while Gael said little on the matter of the gathering. Naran supposed there was only so much that could be said. They were preparing for war and that was a rather straight-forward fact. Naran was not certain how much about the impending battles Gael or the Griekah knew of, nor was she certain how willing he would be to speak about it. However he moved on rather swiftly, discussing what would occur once they entered the village.

"Very well." Now it was her turn to say little. That manner of entrance was what she had grown accustomed to. This was far from her first tribal visit since departing, after all. "Should the chieftains need any further convincing, please ensure them my visit is a direct order from Khan Ganz Batkuyag." In all honesty her father's name likely meant less than grass to the Griekah, but it was either than or reveal her identity immediately. That tended to be better received once she was already in the tribe's grounds.

[Gael]

The idea of his mother being beneath his father bothered Gael intensely. No one in the village viewed her that way; even those who were set in their ways about the rules of the tribe wouldn’t dare treat her that way. Saying something like that was a good way to end up with an entire village angry with you but Gael understood that Naran wasn’t aware of this and would let it slide for now. It would be best for her that she didn’t say something like that again however as the Griekah didn’t take being disrespected lightly, aware of the disrespect or not.

”I will be sure to let them know that.” Gael replied. The rest of their ride was rather quiet. There were few moments of talking between the Griekahs here and there as they made their way closer to their home. The path was probably a bit confusing for Naran as there were many turns and trekking long stretches of easily unidentifiable land, really bringing home what Gael had said earlier about getting lost. There was a reason why no one really knew much about the Griekah outside of the fact that they kept to themselves mostly. It was a wonder what would have happened to Naran had she never ran into Gael.

Once they had reached the village, the nose of a bustling tribe going about their business having been heard about 10 minutes away. People out and about taking care of their daily jobs, children running and playing and warriors training for the next battle could be seen as they would stride through the town. The rest of the Griekah riders would leave, all going about their own business. Gael would signal for Naran to follow them to the largest tent in the middle. ”You stay here; I’ll speak with the chieftain and be right back.” And with that Gael disappeared into the ten to speak with his father.

”My son!” A loud boisterous voice boomed as the young Sacaen walked into the tent, not being surprised if everyone in the village heard that. It was good to see his father and even more so that his mother was also there along with other notable Griekah. A meeting more than likely took place. Gael would then explain everything about his meeting with Naran and the addition that she wanted him to add about Khan Ganz Batkuyag. Frankly Aldair had no obligations to entertain the request of Naran but being the man he was he was more than happy to hear what she had to say. Gael’s mother also agreed.

The Griekah didn’t make much of this foreigner in their village. Seeing how the son of the chieftains brought her here meant that she was of no harm and they could go about their business. A few children however were the most curious about here and decided to make it their task to watch her. ”Aldair will meet with you now.” Gael would say as he exited the tent. ”He’s more than happy to meet with an ambassador of the Batkuyag-Onstetseg.” He’d lead her into the tent, curious as to how this was going to play out. Aldair’s friendly and bombastic personality normally threw people off at first.

[Naran Batkuyag]

Gael gave a curt response before going silent once again. He seemed to be a touch put off by something. Perhaps something Naran had said? She decided not to worry about it unless he said something, and since he did not, their ride went on silently and smoothly. It turned out that the path to the Griekah village was not straight-forward at all. Naran took that to mean that the Griekah were not nomadic at all. That their village truly was a village. Some of the older tribes had settled permanently across the land, but many still migrated for one reason or another.

After a rather winding trip Naran saw the village, smiling a bit at the sight. So far she had only visited one proper village and she feared it may be the only one of it's kind. It was refreshing to see variety across Sacae. Not all tribes need be nomadic. As they rode through town Naran felt some eyes on her at first, but it did not take long for the people of the Griekah to resume going about their daily lives and routines. Hm, did they receive visitors often? Naran would not have thought so, given the location of the village...

Gael instructed her to wait for him to return as he went to speak to the chieftains first. Naran simply nodded as the young man dismounted and entered a tent. Naran herself dismounted and, even though she now stood, it still was a great relief to no longer be seated on Alseyu. Some nearby children watched her, either out of curiosity, suspicion, or both, but Naran paid them little mind. Children were going to act as children, she figured she was best off just letting them be.

In time Gael returned with the good news that Aldair would be seeing her. Naran brushed a her bangs from her face and smiled, gathering her confidence and nodding. "Good to hear. I look forward to meeting the chieftains." With that she strode towards the tent, already preparing her introduction.

[Gael]

Gael would then lead Naran to the inside of the tent. Inside all the more prominent members of the Griekah sat at a long crescent shaped table with Aldair and Ceara in the middle. They once sat on the floor or stood about until one of the previous chieftains got tired of sitting on the ground and decided to put a table in the meeting area. An idea that was supposedly gotten from traveling to other lands, it wouldn’t be the first time the Griekah implemented ideas from foreign lands. Gael would lead Naran to the open space in the middle before wandering off to some other part of the room.

”Welcome to the home of the Griekah, ambassador Naran of the Batkuyag-Onstetseg alliance. We are honored to receive you and my son has told me that you have traveled quite a way to reach us. My name is Aldair and this is my soul Ceara. We are the chieftains of the Griekah.” Many normally thought Aldair would be your typical Sacaen Khan. But the man normally held himself in a light cheery and friendly way which was basically the opposite of how his son carried himself. They were like night and day.

Well the cat was out of the bag as to who Gael was at this point. Hopefully she wouldn’t treat him different after this but he wouldn’t be surprised if she did. ”What message do you bring to us today?” Aldair would add, eager to learn more about the arrival of this visitor. He was always excited to deal with other tribes and build relationships with them. Hopefully things would go as well here as they tended to go with Aldair. Not many could find this man frustrating given his boisterous personality and caring attitude. Despite how odd he can be from time to time.

[Naran Batkuyag]

As Naran entered the tent she studied it's interior. It was quite large, even larger inside than one might guess just by looking at it's exterior. Numerous men and women, all no doubt prominent members of the Griekah, sat at a table. At the table's center were, what Naran suspected, the chieftains of the tribe. Gael walked her into the open space before the table before walking off on his own. The stage was hers now, and all eyes were on her.

However Naran did not expect the loud, jovial tone with which Aldair spoke. She supposed she used Gael as a benchmark for what to expect from the people of the Griekah. Even more, shocking, however, was that Aldair claimed Gael was his son. Fascinating...so she was not the only one witholding her tribal status. A stray thought entered her mind. That Gael, with his status, was the sort of candidate her father would approach with a marriage proposal.

She decided not to linger on that.

As soon as Aldair finished introducing himself and his other half Naran gave a polite bow, showing honor and respect to the chieftains as per custom. "It is an honor to meet you, chieftains Aldair and Ceara. I see your son, Gael, made an introduction for myself." Naran DID prefer to get business over with first and foremost, but she felt it prudent to add the slightest touch of dramatic, yet appropriate, flair. "He did not make this introduction in full. I am not just an ambassador, but the second daughter to Khan Ganz Batkuyag as well."

"The message I carry is one of peace. Though our tribes are quite distant from one another, the Batkuyag-Onstetsteg alliance wish to express their desire for harmony and co-operation with all tribes, especially with such dire times ahead." Naran was in full speech mode now. She spoke honestly and truthfully, her confidence unwavering in the face of the chieftains and their trusted confidantes. She was the daughter of the Batkuyag chieftain. Naran was born with all eyes on her, and she thrived under such circumstances. "My father and Khan Unwakwa Onstetsteg sent me to journey across Sacae, as a show of support. We will be donating everything we can to the defense of our homeland, and if your tribe is in need of any supplies of any kind, we will offer what we can."

[Gael]

Gael stood in a corner of the room listening carefully to the interactions that was going on between his father and Naran. And just like everyone else in the room his interest piqued up when she had clarified that she was also the second daughter to a Khan. So it would seem that they were both children of the leaders of their respective tribes. Interesting, this definitely had changed things up that was for sure. She probably had withheld the information from Gael for similar reasons as to why he did it to her. It was a bit funny if you think about it.

Aldair rubbed his chin as he listened to Naran speak, listening to her words carefully and showing full interest in what she had to say. ”My, my! They sent you quite the task, didn’t they?” Aldair laughed, a big smile on his face. ”Peculiar that a Khan would send one of his children out into the fields of Sacae during such dire times on their lonesome. Especially to find a secretive tribe like our own, you must surely be something!” The man laughed again. The girl was being honest but there was something that felt a bit off to Aldair about the whole situation.

”But we are pleased to hear your desires for harmony and co-operation! For too long the Griekah have stayed in the shadows with no contact with our Sacean brothers and sisters! We sih for the same and while we appreciate the offer for supplies we are more than alright there. But if the alliance ever needs anything from the Griekah we would be more than happy to assist in any way we can! The Griekah will be there to defend our homeland there is no doubt there!” Aldair was quick to change the subject. He didn’t give anyone really any time to focus on what he had just said as to not dwell on it.

”What a wonderful spirit this one has! Please, you must be tire from your long journey all the way out to our humble home allow us to entertain you with a feast! Yes you must stay for at least the night! We will be able to supply you with anything you need and it would be a good way to learn more about us and to learn more about you and your peoples. You’ve already met Gael and he’d be more than happy to show you around our wonderful village!" Aldair exclaimed.

Being assigned to basically babysit Naran until tonight wasn’t something that Gael had particularly planned on it but he supposed it would be a good learning experience. Though things would be partially awkward seeing how they had left things out about each other. Or at least that’s what he figured it would be like. There was something that his father had said in during that conversation that had Gael thinking but again he had said it too fast and changed the subject too fast to really remember what it was. The lad figured if it was important he would have remembered it.

[Naran Batkuyag]

It seemed Khan Aldair, if nobody else, took a liking to Naran. Her speech definitely reached his ears and he replied with plenty of his own, loudly and boisterously. It was amusing just how different he was from the stereotypical chieftain. Aldair to be none of these things thus far...well, perhaps serious but certainly not the latter two. Gael was almost more what one would expect. Regardless Naran stood at attention politlely whilst the chieftain spoke to her.

Aldair first mentioned she'd come a long way, which she had, and that it was strange for Ganz to sent one of his children off unattended. What was funny to Naran was that she never truly thought it strange herself, but that was merely because it played into her own desire to travel and perhaps put off any arranged marriages for the future. Hearing it back, it truly was strange that Ganz had agreed to her proposal in the first place. "I understand your concerns, and appreciate them, chieftain. My father has confidence in my diplomatic and survival abilities if nothing else." No sense bringing up boasts of combat or riding she could not yet match as an excuse.

More importantly it seemed the Griekah desired to break free from the shadows. They yearned for connection with the other tribes, to at least some extent, and while they expressed no needs of their own they also expressed their willingness to participate in the sharing. Good, very good. Having taken in what state the Griekah village was in Naran could trust Aldair spoke the truth about their resources. Perhaps they had something of value to offer the Batkuyag-Onstetsteg, but to borrow would place her and her tribe in honorable debt. The value would have to be quite high to not have an exchange immediately prepared.

Still Naran smiled at these words and nodded. "That is good to hear. We still believe and value in the independence of tribes. 'We forge our blades along, but stand with them together'. I am sure the Griekah have a great many unique wonders to share with Sacae." She impressed herself with that quote. Naran quite literally came up with it on the spot and, really, it did seem to suit Sacae well. Tribes were, more often than not, independent and sometimes even solitary, yet when it came to defense of the homeland they were capable of banding together, and were strong enough to repel any threat.

However, Naran did take a moment to notice that the Khan did move from subject to subject quickly, each point so far coming bringing any potential conversation towards that subject to an end. It seemed fine, but it did not escape Naran's notice entirely. Her father and sister her taught her how Sacaen chieftains spoke to one another. Straight-forward and clear. No outright lies...just small deceptions here and there, never enough to obscure the "big" truth, but perhaps the many little truths that built into it. Perhaps Aldair was doing that here.

Aldair ended his responses with a compliment, which likely lowered Naran's guard more than it ought to, and she smiled more as he spoke of a feast. After all of her traveling a feast sounded quite marvelous...and it seemed Gael, her fellow chieftain-born deceiver, would be her escort for the day. Likely a show of courtesy but also a method of putting the "stranger" in their midst on a leash so to speak. Sacaens were to live and die by their word, but Humans were smart enough to draw some faint lines here and there. She respected the move.

"You honor me with your invitation, Khan Aldair, and I humbly accept. I look forward to learning more of the Griekah during my stay here." Always try to end things on a light note, if you can. "Especially of your food!"

With that she turned her gaze onto Gael, a playful smirk on her lips. Seems they knew each others' secret now. How would Gael act?

[Gael]

Aldair smiled with much enthusiasm at this newcomer. He was always a good judge of character and when he met someone he liked he didn’t hide, people wonder if even could if he tried. ”Wonderful! Simply wonderful!” Aldair boomed, letting out a bit of laughter afterwards. ”Gael make sure you show our guest to where she’ll be staying and trust me when I say our food will have you wanting to stay forever! I look forward to seeing you tonight!” And with that it would seem like this meeting was over. Most started to leave with a few staying back to discuss further business with the chieftains, whatever that might be.

Gael would move from his spot and to Naran, motioning for her to follow him. ”I’m glad to see that my father took a liking to you. It’s not just anyone he decides to throw a feast for. I’m looking forward to it.” Gael would say as he turned to Naran. Gael wasn’t the type to really let things bother him much if at all really. He moved from things rather quickly and it would be surprising to see him hung up on something for more than a mere moment. Seeing how the air was relatively more open between the two interactions between them would be easier on Gael’s part.

”I’ll take you where you’ll be staying.” He added before leading her off deeper into the village. Whenever a visitor came to the Griekah village there was always a place for them to go and it was rather nice if you asked Gael. However if there was anything to Naran’s disliking the problem could be easily fixed he was sure. He be really surprised if it came to that though, she didn’t seem like the picky type after all. But who knows, maybe there was a certain way she liked to have her own room situated and would find issue with it.

The tent that would be Naran’s for the night wasn’t far from where they were coming from so they reached it rather quickly. ”Here it is.” Gael said noticing that a certain someone was nearby. ”That over there is Ahearn, he’ll be taking care of you horse. There are no better hands than his.” It seemed like Naran had a pretty good relationship with her steed, a pleasant site for Gael so he knew he had to make sure that the horse would be getting the best of care. You had to care for your animals with the same amount of attention as anyone else; they were an important part of life.

”You can get situated while we take care of that. My father may have assigned me to show you about but if you’d rather rest or explore on your own that’s more than fine. If you need anything I won’t be far so please feel free to ask me anything. Or anyone for that matter, you’ll find that despite how active the village may be someone will always be able to help as long as they aren’t too preoccupied.” Gael said with a smile. He didn’t want her to feel like she was chained to this spot or more importantly to him. She was free to do whatever at this point.