Redsand Canyon Bid my blood to run.

The woman seemed to have shed some of her prudishness in her time wandering. Arsenio wondered what had caused the turn in character. He wondered further if she was only playing a part to gain the approval of the man who’s ranks she sought to join. Trust was a difficult thing to be earned. So far, he had seen two very different faces on the woman.

All the while, he could not help but wonder why she would risk the name of her godmother. Akashingo was not the place to be so foolish. His mention of her skills in espionage had been intended sarcastically. It seemed no one had collected as much. Arsenio did not care.

Germanicus would do what he believed was best. The Greek would trust his judgement. Towhee could be spoken to later. The mercenary was curious to know if her new face would hold up.

Arsenio stood quietly, waiting for the woman to accept the terms set before her. With Ruenna’s blessing, there would be no doubt that she would have a place of worth in their group. It would be curious to see what she did for Mereo.