Redsand Canyon When you were here before

Arsenio nodded his head, smiling fondly, goofily, at the mention of Tamar. He was pleased that the other soldiers were getting around to meeting her. The redstone figure found that he felt better knowing that she was accepted by the wolves of Mereo. He hoped that it would help her, as well.

Kallik spoke of having been to Akashingo, once. He stated that he had met with Jawahir. Arsenio grinned toothily at the mention of the Pharaoh’s prized jewel.

Jawahir is a sharp thing, a serpent, very good to the Pharaoh. He is fond of Jawahir. Jawahir is treated well by him. They serve each other. Arsenio wondered if the ruler’s toy had made an enjoyable experience for Kallik during his visit. The Greek man did not doubt that he had been treated like a treasure. He had witnessed the talent of the slender little creature.

You were treated well, hm? The glacial blue of his eyes shifted to the pale man. Arsenio trotted along their patrol at an easy pace.