I'm not riding one of those. He announced, breaking into the conversation Kall and the little guide were having. The camel lifted its beady eyes and matched his gaze. It spat the gob of spittle into the sand at his boots. It obviously had no idea how close to annihilation it truly was.
Camels are cheaper by far than horses and much more suited to desert travel.
Schneider turned a long, dangerous stare on the little man. Abu cringed a little and stepped behind Kall's shoulder. Kall gave Schneider a disgusted look, but knew better than to argue. He said shortly. Oh, master, I can give you the finest horse to grace the desert.