Redsand Canyon Voithó

I'm dreadfully sorry for having you wait, dear! I have cracked a few of my teeth and my little noggin is suffering from it. Every time I try to write I think about my aching mouth. 

I would LOVE another - slightly more current - thread with these two? Arsenio will want to check on her progress and know how she is doing. <3 If you're alright with that, I can write one up for us real quick. ^w^

Tamar, yes – Arsenio felt himself weighed with the love he felt for her. She was his world, everything that mattered to him in a caring and gentle-tongued package. The redstone mercenary did not know what he would do without her, after having known her. Love had bewitched him in a way that removed rational thought and logical decisions. With each passing day, as his love grew for his wife, Arsenio still hummed with hatred for the Pharaoh who had tried to break her.

You are surprisingly kind with your tongue, Aquene. For someone who is so sharp with her teeth.

The man offered her a toothy grin.

I believe our friendship will be a strong one. Arsenio did not doubt it. He thought the dark healer woman was a gift to Mereo, a gift to their people. She would adapt into something mighty, something fierce beyond reckoning. Behind her ability to fight would rest the knowledge of a medic.

Shall we return to the living quarters? Find something to eat, perhaps.