[still not at Tussa]
A towering atrox greeted her from one of the sideline. He...it...was probably meaning to be polite. She didn't really know where she had them. Frankly, they scared her a little.
Brushing sand and dust off of the dusty coat, she tried to cover up some of the dark stains on it as she settled down in one of the corners, eyes dimly glowing as she glanced out a nearby window to follow the howling sandstorm.