Ouroboros Spine Uumman

Her laughter. He could listen to it for days. It had been one thing he had missed the most when he had been walking. The sound like chimes. He would be lying if he said he hadn't seen her in everything he did.

A chuckle jumped unbidden to his maw at her hip sway. She was excited and he enjoyed that about her. Glad that he could bring such a smile to her face. The tail sway. He had wished she had been there too, but this had been for their future to help him fully undersatnd.

Rodyn hummed thoughtfully as he tried to remember it all. I met Germanicus in Mereo. He is a roman leader. A strong leader. His outpost sits among red stones hard and unyielding. It seems lonely to me, but perhaps it is just a different way of life. There was acceptance to him though of what I could offer and share. He offered me help on my hunt. I give him the meat. I keep the fur, as agreed. He honored this. He spoke ot me of honor and prestige. It seemed to me that honor was important to him, and word of a gentleman.

He remembered well the dark stare of the man, who had leagues under his eyes, and his feet probably had seen many dead at them. Burdened, yet unyielding.

Arsenio of Epoch was more kinder. He gave me leave to travel through their lands in exchanged for caches. Though he asked me ot leave a king of the forest alone, which I obliged.

Rodyn remembered fondly the hunting in the vale. The small game, the goats that colored and peppered the landscape.

The land itself of Mereo was hard and dusty. Though it looked as if it had many hidden secrets in it, but I didn't pass their barrier there. There was housing and many high rocks. Higher than me, but they weren't mountains. It was as if they were piled atop each other, like the caribou furs your mother carries at times, but they were stuck fast together. It smelled of salt and dirt, and musk.