Iktome Plains You asked me how long

Quite far, Sobo admitted, trying to remember how far he had traveled to reach the bay a few days, I t'ink? Dere be some mountains around dere. His memory was fond, helped in part by Chacal's presence, and he felt it lifting the corners of his lip in a small smile. He should like to visit again sometime soon.

It was a nice place, he reminisced. De cliffs cupped de sea in and de water was calm dere. A good place for t'inking, I would say. The only thing it lacked was his family — they would always come first for him. The ones who treated him like he was part of them, at least.