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You have been busy on the borders, Reyson, Arsenio offered as he padded toward the two waiting men.

It was a small comfort knowing that the capable figure was watching over the edges of their claim. Even with the disagreements they had shared, the Arche was not blind to the hard work that Reyson had performed. Arsenio wished that it had not come at the cost of his firstborn son.

Who is this? A nod was thrown toward Mahler. The redstone wolf waved his tail in greeting, but his eyes were digging and curious. The smile that lingered on the edges of his lips offered for the man to speak up, to introduce himself.