Redsand Canyon Fon

an eager soldier.

youthful. hopeful despite being so farflung in a strange land.

the imperator wanted to say something more.

"scout the topmost paths. acquaint yourself with how the canyon looks from above." he pointed with muzzle toward a path that winnowed almost to nothing, a trickle of red sand heading steeply upward into crimson stone.

"then choose a densite."

three tasks.

he stood taller. "dismissed, veles."