Qeya River wrath

sakhmet shed some light on those who had come before. lestan nodded, committing this to memory. "oh, yes! i enjoyed it a great deal more than i thought i would," he admitted. "i am not used to being out and about. well, yes i am. but i don't always care for it."
lestan realized he was caught in another of his gregarious rambles and cleared his throat. "is there someplace else that you need me to scout, issumatar? say the word and i am on my way."