Hidden in the Unknown

The other man was the one to break the silence, suggesting a hunt. Well, Czernobog was not one to pass up an opportnity. If he didn't feel like eating all of his share, the desert was a fantastic place to try drying some of it. Grinning and gently flicking his wispy tail behind him, Czern chuckled, "If a man like you is a good hunter, I would be hard pressed to reject your offer." His words were thickly accented as ever, though still spoken flawlessly. He took great pride in his mastering of the common tongue.

If he were of a gentler personality Czern may have laughed and smiled amicably at the other man's nervous reaction to his own rambling. As it was, the hint of sheepishness drew out a light smile which reached his eyes and had them closing briefly as he replied, "My name is Czernobog, and I would be happy to partner up for a hunt with you. Do you have a preferred strategy?" It was best to be on the same page before they began, after all.