Redsand Canyon hactenus

the imperator listened. she had a good head for cultivation, something he had seen practiced in other cities before. aquene was preserving their stores, already cognizant of their importance inside mereo. it was an understated sign of an intellect that could be treasured here.

one day mereo might need a field physician. germanicus felt that when this time arrived, the dark medicus might find herself up to the task. he stepped forward to take the fragrance of each plant, committing its name to memory. he had no head for more than basic emergency medicine. but the eagle learned where he might.

aquene already had a fine larder etched into the wall. germanicus looked at her. "are you in need of tools or more spaces for your herbs?" he asked, already thinking of a fine tablinum he had seen set away from the sleeping-caves.