Redsand Canyon sepelio

it was a tactician that watched aquene now.

germanicus gathered her lack of warmth, her formal greeting, her posture. and he ascertained or perhaps assumed that kallik had indeed spoken with her following their own ill-fated discussion.

the yellowpaint eyes were knowing. "at ease," he said to aquene. the roman's chin lifted somewhat.

"i have always prided myself on being able to handle criticism," germanicus said quietly. he opted to swing for the heart of the matter. it was better to be wrong or rejected than to not attempt at all.

the eagle was a creature utilizing gambits to his own regard.