Redsand Canyon I’ll hit you when I land, can you fit me in your plans?

The commendation made Atreus hold his head a little higher, a feeling of accomplishment infusing him. He had never considered himself a tactician, though he was proud of what he’d achieved through his self-started missions.

The question earned a blink, then a slight cock of his head. Of course, he conflated Kvarsheim with his feelings regarding Inkeri. He tried to splice them apart from the objective facts he’d learned, cheeks slightly pink but thankfully hidden by his furs.

They’re small and familial, he recollected Inkeri’s exact phrasing. Peaceful. They’re allied with the other two. Their territory is a meadow with some large boulders. It’s very open and exposed, especially compared to here.

Atreus wondered what else Germanicus might want to know. He would be more than happy to relay any of his findings.

Mercury said we should skip Killdeer! We can nudge this toward a wrap if you like too. :)