Redsand Canyon Adelfós

The red wolf smiled at the other man’s remark. Then laughed at the saying that followed. Arsenio felt his place in Mereo was assured, too. He felt pleased for the first time in a long time. Tamar, a home, a purpose to the restlessness within him – Mereo was good. It was a great deal better than whatever horrid cloud had hung over his head in Akashingo.

You are a good man, Roman. Your outpost will prosper beneath your strength.

Arsenio spoke with words that left no room for question, no pause for self-depreciation. The chilling blue of his eyes were firm on Germanicus’ face. The redstone mercenary would remain for as long as he could. If Tamar was happy and free, if he had the company of like-minded men and women, if he could know peace… he would stay.

We can totally fade this out? I know it's been sitting around for a while.