Lion Head Mesa Hail, Pharaoh!

It had been a number of days since he had last tip-toed the borders of Akashingo. This day, he comes from the north-east, with a large otter in his jaws and fresh slices to his neckline. Perhaps he would be greeted by one of their scouts or guard, maybe someone who had come upon his gifts and scent prior. Either way, Naberius has decided the time had come to present himself. And after setting down the kill, he sits himself and calls out for the mesa's people.