Redhawk Caldera triduana

these saints were known in the land. germanicus was not unmindful of how the small woman spoke in their regard. she ended with an offer of safety, and a vague smile touched the edge of the eagle's mouth. "and redhawk caldera has safety in our strength, added to your own for a time." the man feared very little, and a band of misnomers were not a part of this listing.

but he was not insulted that lady ruenna had given her home as a respite. it was a good show of immediate allyship, and germanicus bowed once more in gratitude.

"i hope to return in such success," the ranger said quietly, glancing at last toward the young cohort. "a week, then."

smartly the eagle turned, beginning a long trot in the direction of the glimmering lake. crowfeather would follow. he would not coddle the boy away, but see how he found his own legs.

the sun-gaze settled upon the waters.