Redsand Canyon Rolói

There was a chilly nip to the air. The canyon was sheltered well from the worst of the snows and the protection of the stone helped to curb the bite of the wind. It could be heard sometimes howling through the rocks. The first few times had struck Arsenio as being mournful, but he had grown to enjoy the natural music that the wind created.

As the redstone figure set on a patrol route, he kept his eyes trained in the distance for signs of movement. The Greek did not anticipate there would be any brave enough to break through their markings and camps, but he wanted to prove to Germanicus that he would be a tireless asset to Mereo for as long as the Roman needed him.

The greying soldier had helped Arsenio to free Tamar. The mercenary would not forget it.