Lion Head Mesa the oracle told him to beware the Ides

of course it was, son of roman! yet she did not bark this at him. only a knowing look in her gaze as she watched the dust of akashingo leave him.

the fellahin are better as servants than body shields. find one to prepare your barracks in a proper fashion.

she moved a few steps closer. to better see his scars in the sun and admire the build of a new mazoi. have you ever been ranger? ambassador? she vetted him now.