Gilded Bay timshel

anu steeled himself to be patient as the man dipped his muzzle, and took deep draughts of the crisp river water. he understood, he truly did -- but he was besides himself with barely contained excitement to find a peer among this... well... ruinous wilderness.

his stern features remained composed, despite the anxiety that rippled under them.

the man at last spoke, and he too was from the homeland. anu's expression broke into a rare, very brief smile eclipsed by pride. jullundhar was the better kingdom, he thought to himself -- indikus was but a small settlement poaching off of his forefather's inimitable success.

"i have one with me, my protector anti -- he is chela until my kurra is complete. why are you here? do you too have a kurra to complete?"