You decide that you'd rather meet the rest of the drigus herd, so you continue in the desert with your now half-empty sack of water. You find yourself in the company of two more drigetti, who both seem to have known you're coming.
"Greetings," says the purple-maned drigus, "I am Vercusta." She does a bow and smiles at you. "Your water looks like it can do with some refilling. Would you like me to go fetch you some?"
Looking down at your water, you say, "Yes please." She grabs it and trots off, leaving you with the red-maned drigus.
She seems rather meloncholy. "I am Taylon," she says, in her quiet, sad voice. "I hunt for the herd, although there has been no good meat for some time."
You offer your condolences and ask her if you can help. "No," her sorrowful voice drones one. "It will get better soon." Even when she speaks of happy things, her voice is sad!
Vercusta returns, having filled your sack of water. "There is a nearby water supply," she explains. "It's the best one next to the caves, so a lot of animals comethis way for drink." She looks at Taylon, "You two have met, right?"
Taylon nods, looking glum.
