He didn't know who these men wandering in the plains were. Merchants perhaps on their way to Vaes Najaheya? Even then, something didn't sit well with Varrako. He scratched the hair on his chin. They looked odd, lost and as if they knew they didn't belong here. He rode through the plains in probably every direction possible, if only, because he patrolled the far perimeters of the city often. Never mind he grew up here. He moved his horse into a trot and turned to order his men. "Qora morae."
One minute, they had been sailing peacefully through the waters, gone to bed for the night. They were in one of the most peaceful territories, this far out in the Wujin Sea, so Kai hadn’t bothered to give any of them the duty of lookout. And then, all of a sudden, they had woken up in the middle of some kind of grassland, their poor ship stranded on the ground. Kai had been reluctant to leave, but it also didn’t seem like they were near water - and no where that would help them figure out how to get home, because this clearly wasn’t anywhere they knew… Even Lefty, who by far had the most experience out of all of them, had no idea where they were.
That was before they had seen the men on horses. Kai didn’t like the look of them; that, and the fact that the horses meant outrunning them if they were enemies would be practically impossible.
Otaku had been laying down a trail, and Kai had been picking out whatever landmarks he could find, so they could find their way back to the ship. Not that hiding in the Waterbender would do them any good.
He had never missed the sea so bad. “Stay on your toes,” he said in a low voice, and he saw Jinora nod from his side on the left, and knew his men were doing the same.