sadar

Sadar listening to the others in a distracted manner spins at mention of the slavers. "What manner of slavers? Human or the filthy hyena-folk?" He taps his his sword hil and offers a low bow. "Either way I will help, slavers killed many in my clan and drove us from the sand seas to the city here and the indentured slavery that we endure." he spits onto the ground showig his opinio. "You have my blade..."