Lion Head Mesa sins and scars you'll never recognize

He was happy here. A part of Sabah wanted to demand he tell her the truth, but she didn’t sense any sort of lie. She gave a short puff of air, nodding slowly.

Good, thats…that’s good. She shuffled her stance, tail giving a half hearted sweep.

Its nothing that can be helped. My past is…A grimace.

Complicated. I suppose you could say once…I was something akin to a Fellahin. A servant.