Shimmering Sands gol dolmora

anu’s posture remained neutral, though he caught the distant stare of his volgra companion as anti slid besides him. rather expectedly, vegas’ expression was one of confusion - he did not understand.  anu offered the northern man a sympathetic smile that did not reach his eyes; a mechanical expression, of a civilized nature that simply seemed to say ‘i understand.’

he cleared his throat, keeping his head held high to show he was neither deferential nor common. hell-oh he had never liked the commoner’s tongue, and when he deigned to use it there was often subtle disdain lingering at the tip his tongue.