Redhawk Caldera atama-no-nai yama

yes, satsu thought that too - the mesa was a glorious place and hard to forget, she had not yet seen any place like it within these wilds. then again, she had not visited many places. it seemed unique to her.

white fish river, she repeated quietly to herself. it sounded as though this woman had been a wanderer for some of her life. the idea made satsu feel a little better about her own shifting fortunes and drifting path.

kin-la? what was the kintla? the girl's tongue did not appreciate the sound of it. i have not been across the mountains. before, i lived in the forests to the west of here, and now the mesa - there is much about this land i have not seen, and do not know.

you sound like quite the adventurer. satsu concluded with a smile.