[M] Collective Troll

After the first few minutes, and when Eyes reported no other imminent threats, the Khan settled in to stand watch for the two hours it would take to assemble the yurts, the wind trailing his cloak behind him. While he could likely catch this potential foe unawares and gain the upper hand if he attacked now, the demon was just that, a potential foe. His people, while they could defend themselves and even potentially dispatch a demon, were vulnerable in the sun. He could not take that risk.

After almost an hour with no change in the demons movement, however, he began to worry. The smallest of the yurts were in place now, making a quick escape costly and difficult, but they were still in the process of setting up, meaning that any attack would catch them unawares. If there was going to be an attack, it would be soon and if the enemy acted first, the battle would already be lost.

With rough and unpracticed handwriting he scratched out a invitation to meet and discuss matters on a piece of hide before tying it to an arrow he quickly modified. He needed to be careful with the shot, as the weight of the message meant that it would have an unbalanced flight. To give himself a better shot Khara dismounted and extended his vitka to Eyes before releasing the shot.

Luckily the wind was calm at that moment as the arrow thuded into the tree just over a foot away from Zagan.