Nox could hear the shock in her voice and he just shook his head slightly, a smirk touching his lips as she was shining it in a light that made it sound much more smooth and easy. "I wouldn't say entirely learned... hand gestures help." The Raiders, when they spoke, just used their shrieks, changing the inflections of them when they wanted to get a different point across or add detail. All of their shrieks didn't contain all basic words and there were still some sounds he just couldn't make yet.
When it said most of their people would have most likely started blasting, it was probably true but he held some thought that not all of them would just shoot first. That didn't mean that negotiating and peace was always the option he sought himself as his emotions got the best of him most times but through his travels, he was able to witness the state of the galaxy and what they would need in order to actually prop themselves up, at least to sustain themselves.
Nox chuckled softly, "Don't paint me in too much of a spotlight Song. I'm just trying to give my people, ours, a home, a real one outside the influence of anyone but ourselves." He certainly hadn't thought that far ahead about other planets, his only true and immediate goal being a place where they could live by their own accords and laws, not someone else's. But he commented at the end about her hope, "Maybe it will." That was a conversation that their people would have to answer as one.
They eventually arrived at the camp, which centered around an oasis as Raiders, women, and children all passed by them. "They're nomadic. They probably have a whole network of oasis' they travel to." The Solus added. It was quite lucky for them to have recently heard of their raiding stories and location. It would have been much harder if they were in the middle of a migration.
Most of the Raiders split off from the pair, leaving the lead one and a few others as they took them to the center of the village. Even walking through it, they would be able to spot the massive tent that was erected in the center to promote its significance. Two Raiders stood outside and opened the flaps, letting all of them pass through. Inside it was quite spacious, with multiple rugs on the ground, trinket's and other items hung on small supports or the frame of the tent.
Across from them would stand the chief, so to say, a sort of U formed with multiple villagers members seated on pillows, the biggest one and most adorned in between them all. Nox didn't say anything as he cast a quick glance at Song before slowly stepping forward to sit down on his knees right outside of the half U.
When it said most of their people would have most likely started blasting, it was probably true but he held some thought that not all of them would just shoot first. That didn't mean that negotiating and peace was always the option he sought himself as his emotions got the best of him most times but through his travels, he was able to witness the state of the galaxy and what they would need in order to actually prop themselves up, at least to sustain themselves.
Nox chuckled softly, "Don't paint me in too much of a spotlight Song. I'm just trying to give my people, ours, a home, a real one outside the influence of anyone but ourselves." He certainly hadn't thought that far ahead about other planets, his only true and immediate goal being a place where they could live by their own accords and laws, not someone else's. But he commented at the end about her hope, "Maybe it will." That was a conversation that their people would have to answer as one.
They eventually arrived at the camp, which centered around an oasis as Raiders, women, and children all passed by them. "They're nomadic. They probably have a whole network of oasis' they travel to." The Solus added. It was quite lucky for them to have recently heard of their raiding stories and location. It would have been much harder if they were in the middle of a migration.
Most of the Raiders split off from the pair, leaving the lead one and a few others as they took them to the center of the village. Even walking through it, they would be able to spot the massive tent that was erected in the center to promote its significance. Two Raiders stood outside and opened the flaps, letting all of them pass through. Inside it was quite spacious, with multiple rugs on the ground, trinket's and other items hung on small supports or the frame of the tent.
Across from them would stand the chief, so to say, a sort of U formed with multiple villagers members seated on pillows, the biggest one and most adorned in between them all. Nox didn't say anything as he cast a quick glance at Song before slowly stepping forward to sit down on his knees right outside of the half U.