Redsand Canyon operations

he heard, he understood — that conveyed with a gentle grunt. if towhee had not wished for him to tour akashingo just yet, what would she say to them marching out to war? to perhaps die so soon after a declaration of love?

how gloomy in the romantics.

tell me then where i should point my eyes as an aspiring tactician.

perhaps there was something less grim, something easier upon them all for him to turn ears and eyes towards. tactician was not all about the teeth he had come to learn.

he would need his skills from somewhere.