Lion Head Mesa [m] Sidewinder

He dips his head for another drink out of the curved wood, all the while watching her carefully in the same manner which she watched him. She held an orange gaze, not far from his own, though her inner portions darkened where his lightened. 

That is quite alright. He lifts his head again, watching her arranged the colored trinkets on the board. Very much so, Eset, thank you. Akashingo's accommodations are quite extravagant. He says with a largez wiry smile on his lips. And then, with admittance, Although at times I do miss the sight of palms swaying in the breeze and running down golden sands. However, there was all free land south-east yet to be well traveled.