" Well ... At least, the bright colour deflects the sunlight, instead of absorbing the heat like the dark colours you wear did. " Kaveh sighed. Another clown to track down. " I'll pull a few strings. See if we can find him. Or, what's left of him ... "

" Ah. " Kaveh didn't like this at all. " So there's another unarmed person stranded in the desert ? And I assume their clothing isn't much different from yours. " He knew it was none of his or the tribe's business, but he was far too kind hearted to let someone die in the desert. +

What an odd man, Kaveh thought. Some kind of performer, perhaps ? Judging from his appearance. He leaned back onto his hands and looked off into the distance. Sand covering everything. For some, travelling the desert was a necessity. For Kaveh, it was now his home. +

Well, Kaveh wasn't going to tell anyone.

Shaking out sand from his shoes. Gosh darn it.

Well, Kaveh lived with several others. Roaming the desert alone was often the equivalent of a death sentence. Even for Vision bearers, who didn't come prepared. And he couldn't see a Vision anywhere on this man's person. He returned with a leather pouch of water, sitting down next to him +

" I would recommend that. This outfit isn't suitable for desert dwellers. " It was a little odd of an attire too ... Lots of glitter, that Kaveh didn't want on him. But to each their own, really. He headed toward the campsite with the strange man in tow. Several heads raising to look at them +

A perfect trade. Kaveh is pleased. ✨

Well, as soon as he gets his Mora, he will leave.

He won't say a word. As long as he gets his Mora, of course.

" You really are not equipped for this kind of environment. " Kaveh noted, also noting how the other was struggling to walk in the sand. It would've been rather humorous, if he wasn't worried about the other dying from heatstroke. The campsite came into view a few minutes later. +

One million is a good sum. But Kaveh will push for a little more. How about one and a half ? Million, of course.

♡ for an interaction. length may vary.

His visits to Sumeru City were few and far between. He mostly took the time to travel there when he wanted to trade, or when nostalgia was too much to resist. He stayed clear of busy streets, wishing not to be noticed and potentially recognised. It had been so long since he had gone +

How much is the Harbinger willing to offer ? ✨

Kaveh is motioning at him to follow. Why was he travelling in the desert alone, anyway ? And in these clothes too ...

The one thing he misses about Sumeru City ? Late night drinking at Lambad's. Alas ...

He's stubborn and he's going to make himself sick. He should, at least, follow Kaveh back to the campsite, so he can sit in the shade for a little.

The Harbinger can always BUY Kaveh's silence. 🤭

/ i wrote learned instead of learnt because i was distracted. but i don't wanna redo the whole pinned. damnit.

Does the heat bother him ? He wears a lot of clothes ... That must be uncomfortable in the desert heat.

Kaveh might have noticed. Snickering.

/ i caved and made the au. i'll touch up on the carrd tomorrow cause it's past 1am and my brain is fried.

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