Lion Head Mesa I sip on you to wash down the shame

a madman. and satsu had wanted to give him respite here. it held a grim outlook if all of ursus acted in the same way. 
but ramesses was not so foolish as to ignore that they shared an enemy in the saints. the reason for each was rather different, yet he saw nothing in remaining at odds with the bear-worshipper. 
"you have been offered food and comfort. take it. create your plans tomorrow."
his voice hung with the tones of an order, a reflected command to answer the first one that had been given.