Serpent Lake have you tried turning it off and on again?

he smiled; it was an ageless question, and one often put to him, so he did not mind it. "i prefer whatever you wish to call me," he rejoined with a wry grin to kero's handsome features. the second inquiry, however polite, gave him pause, for it bespoke a gently prying into the past that lasher shared with the ruddy man's mate. dazzled as he was by the play of sunlight upon the fiery fur, there was a misgiving suddenly cropped upon in his heart.

"i loved siku, but i believed us abandoned when she departed tartok to rear her young ones elsewhere. i waited for as long as was possible, and was eventually rewarded with tonravik's arrival. i pledged myself to her, of course, but the warlike nature of tartok means that they must away, and i found this to be altogether too unpalatable, given what had happened in the past. i traveled away, i settled, and the rest you know," the earthen man finished with a wan smile, his eyes fixed now upon some distant point.