Lion Head Mesa Pólemos

Not a Greek, but it did not matter in work. The lady Satsu would be well-guarded at all hours, even as she rested in her bed. Arsenio did not take lightly the assignment that had been made to him. The misthofóros was cocksure and blithe when it suited him, which it often did. Still, Arsenio understood the value of the work he would be doing within the ruler’s lands. A Pharaoh, he had not imagined that the Egyptians were common in that area.

Another grin was presented to the silvered wolf. It pleased Arsenio to know that the woman he was to protect would be an easy sight.

Prochóra, stratióti. The auburn figure trotted forward to fall in step with Germanicus.