Northstar Vale pulchellus

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"i will give her your regards. thank you, arsenio."

the imperator turned away. his journey home would indeed be swift.

having alienated the only man he might call friend, the temptation was great to disappear into the forest for a time. it was what he would have done as a ranger.

but he was not that any more. he was head of mereo.

part of him wondered if aquene might be able to straighten this out. but for now he perished the thought. he walked in silence back to the canyon, wounded and unsure of why the pain ached greatly. had he not lost a dozen friends to a dozen wars?