Shayla has found her rendezvous point and is waiting for her local contacts to make themselves known. She is exposed, out in the open, but luckily she doesn't have long to wait...
A tall and gangly man stepped out to meet her. He looked young, barely into his twenties, with dark hair braided into a complex basket around his head. He kept his eyes on Shayla as he approached, relaxing slightly when he glanced down at the pattern of sticks on the ground. He picked up the two that Shayla hadn't moved and kicked the other two aside.
He held the sticks out with a bow. "Cobra," he said.
Shayla accepted them, also relaxing at his correct response, and bowed. "I am Shark."
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