Redtail Rise the fall of rome

Does this man not speak? Osgar is not even sure the primitive stranger understands what has been spoken, and watches him paw at the earth with a rather deadpan expression.

The mime is reminiscent of an old bull's warning, though the Roman can grasp no further meaning from it.

Should he even bother talking more? Taking a step east, he relays the information gathered from his observations slowly and simply. "Two-hundred paces. A large herd with one bull and several spikes." He pauses and cants his head in what should be a universal question.