Lion Head Mesa and everywhere I turn's another wall

1/5 for mercenary general trade, keeping an eye on the borders

Her shoulder met the rock with a barely audible thud and a spike of pain, racing through her shoulder to her skull, making her clench her teeth.

You’re full of good ideas today, huh Nephele Came the internal berating of a voice that sounded like a thousand different others. She had long learned to ignore it. Sure, it was rather loud today, but she could function just fine under it.

She scrubbed the rest of her body against the rock, aggressively trying to rid it of an itch she couldn’t reach with her foot. Living as Sabah was nice, she had to admit. The cool, withdrawn guard to the royals, she who slept alone in her duty, near the borders to keep an ever watchful eye. It was a part she was happy to play, with all the free food that came with it.

Itch scratched, she lunged her way back to her guard position, settling in like a gargoyle above a church, keeping an eye on what was holy to Akashingo.