He must be their agent...their defender...their champion. He must right the wrongs and he must restore their honor. He must do the right thing for them. It was his job, his burden, his destiny.
He must gain the trust of a species who had no reason to trust any human. He must make them understand that they had both been wronged. He must cast aside his kind's petty ambitions and serve the needs of the Vamp people.
As he reached the valley floor, he reined in his mount and stopped. Keeping his hands open and clear of his weapons, he slid from the horse's back and landed, nimbly, on the hard earth. Raising his hands in the ritual greeting, he began the healing process.
This snippet was selected for the weekly Science Fiction Fantasy Saturday Snippet and is from a work in progress, Josiah Teague: Territorial Agent (a paranormal Western) Previous snippets in this series may be viewed here.