Qeya River chirosophist

Glacial eyes scan his figure, sees the frame to hold muscle but finds him lacking. A life of a vagabond, maybe? Confirmed by his next words - she snorts disapprovingly at his lack of lineage. 

"I assume the Chieftain called for me because you are Tartok too." She sees no other reason for the summons, but is largely unimpressed with the results so far. "I am Nagruk, daughter of Issumatar Kayuktuk. Her close second." There is some relief in finding others of her distant kin here, and the thought begins to outweigh her trepidation.

Wetting her nose, she welcomes his morbid perfume and closes the distance between them.