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It was getting dark, the perfect time for someone to slip into an unsuspecting camp so that a person could steal what was needed and slip out before anyone noticed. There was nothing better then a nice wagon dragged around by unsuspecting men he thought to himself as he crept closer, using the many rocky structures that were all over Sauti as cover. He needed some supplies, mostly food and maybe a skin to carry water in, he'd take the stuff and these fools would be none the wiser. The halfbreed with the scarred up hide moved ever closer, keeping an eye on the beasts that pulled the cart, making sure that they wouldn't rouse the two that owned it.

"Hn... where's the good stuff." He murmured to himself in a quiet, rumbling voice as he got closer, his yellow eyes narrowing slightly and then he perked up a bit when he saw that there was still a bit of food left from the meal that the two men had eaten. He just had to grab the spit and carry it off. Not much in the way of meat but better then nothing... now, for the water skin he thought to himself. Looking around carefully. He could see one of them sitting on the step that led up into the cart, perfect. Now that he knew where the things were located he just had to do what he always did, that being getting in and out without being seen. He'd been watching long enough from a distance and he was pretty sure the two men were asleep. As such now was the time to strike!

The man pushed from to his feet, though still moved in a careful, somewhat hunched over manner, as he moved toward the cart. He would get the water first, that was the most important thing. Once it was secure then he would grab the spit and run. The fire was but smoldering coals now so it was likely that it wouldn't be too hot to carry off. With his plan in mind he hurried along, careful to avoid any fallen sticks or loose rocks, not wanting to make any sounds that would risk waking up the two men or make the beasts of burden react in a manner that would do that for him. Damn animals, they were only good for eating he thought to himself, hating how they doubled as guards sometimes. At least these ones seemed dumber then some that he had run across in his time.

As he got closer his eyes seemed to light up, hand reaching for the water skin, aching for a drink. When he'd had a drink last it was hard to recall, as such he would drain this the moment that he had it in his possession and he'd gotten himself cleared of the camp he thought to himself in a delighted manner.

Hearing the voice behind him Oulixes seemed to freeze in place, many thoughts running through his head, the first and foremost being that he had been seen and that had to be taken care of. Whirling around to face the blond his eyes narrowed, not having expected that the younger of the two merchants wasn't sleeping as the older one was. From his squatted down position his yellow eyes locked on Lusala, his hand curled against the ground, and then he moved. The first thing he did was flung a handful of sand at the face of the other man, not one that hesitated when it came to fighting dirty, and from there he threw his full weight into him, sending the two of them crashing to the ground.

Lifting himself up slightly from the body of his victim he glared down at him, teeth barred slightly as a wild animal might do, and even gave a bit of a growl. So this was the one sneaking up on him? Just some weak, soft boy he thought to himself before he lifted a hand up grasp hold of the blond's throat, holding it firmly but not enough that he couldn't breath, "You will keep quiet." He hissed out, everything about him from the way he hovered over Lusala to how tense his body was all screaming that he was dangerous. He wasn't the sort that trusted others, if he ever heard or acknowledged what Lusala had said it was hard to tell, not that he'd believe such words. People were all selfish creatures at heart and as such he had to watch out for such dangers, this blond being one of them. He'd alert his older companion if given the chance and they would likely seek to punish Oulixes for acting the part of the thief, something he wouldn't allow.

"I am taking what is left of that meat and I am leaving." He growled out his captive, "And you... you will not scream for help from your sleeping friend or else I will be forced to silence you!" He hoped that he sounded sufficiently intimidating because he really didn't want to cause him anymore harm then the sand and the tackle already had, just wanting to take the food and water before disappearing back into the darkness.

No need for him to leave yet? He was pretty certain that the one that he had pinned down had something off in his head. Surely he should want for Oulixes to leave by now. He wasn't someone that anyone wanted around after all he thought to himself bitterly before he gritted his teeth, "I have no reason to stay once I get that food." He would have supplies enough to keep himself going toward... well, whatever his next destination would be. Somewhere else in Sauti, maybe, or further afield. He wasn't sure yet. All he knew was that he was going to be leaving sooner then later and nothing the one under him said would get him to stay.

Something he found himself considering forgetting even thinking about when he was offered something fresh to eat as well as supplies for his travels. Hot food would be good... but did he trust him? What was to say he wouldn't wake his companion? He might attack him the moment he was up, drug the food, he couldn't be trusted! Giving a shake of his head Oulixes shoved himself upright onto his feet, glaring down at the blond, "I don't trust you not to poison my food. Not to mention helping me will gain you nothing." He said, moving toward what was left of the food that these two had eaten earlier. Not much to it but still more then he'd had since leaving home. It was due to the fact that he hadn't eaten much since then, save what he could pillage, that made him desperate enough to attack the blond.

He just wanted to grab the meat bone and carry it off along with the stolen water skin, though whether he could or not all depended on the troublesome blond. What was it that he was up to? Surely he was plotting something, it was the only reason he'd be nice to someone like Oulixes after all. He knew damn well what he was and it was nothing like what the blond was, as such he couldn't turn his back on him.