Redsand Canyon Adelfós

Ah, the Greek man exclaimed and then laughed.

No, no, I do not wish to arrange your ranks, Roman. I am only sharing my thoughts on the wolves you have gathered here.

Arsenio thought it was what he wanted to hear, that the mercenary was getting to know the others in Mereo, that he was making himself known to the wolves who expected to be soldiers. Hearing that the woman Aquene was working toward the Auxillary ranks was pleasing enough. The Greek man did not have any wishes beyond seeing that she got the respect she deserved.

When Germanicus mentioned that he would be leaving to return to Akashingo, Arsenio’s fur bristled slightly. He did not like the idea that the Imperator would need to return to the mesa, would need to play games with the Pharaoh. Arsenio did not like it because he could not understand it.

I will remain vigilant, Germanikos. You do not have anything to worry about.

The redstone wolf offered a toothy grin.