Redsand Canyon Stand-off

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after much searching, they have found the sacred land. the place where the earthsong was heard among the redrocks, carried through the redsands.

sunsand and sunrocks, murmurs ajaw with reverence to sabah, or to the earth. both, even. this will be tikal. the sunkingdom.

in this place, red sands shifting beneath their paws, they once more become feathered serpent in all of their godly glory.

it changes the way they carry themselves: almost floating with armor of travel shed.

their steps slow, nostrils flaring as the scent of another is strong. close.

their path alters to intercept.

the woman before them is large, draped in a cloak of ivory; scarred. young.

this one greets you. speaks ajaw in common, words honeyed in their thick accent; gesturing sabah to wait for their command with a small movement of their muzzle.