Verdigris Ravine 'tis time that i fare from you

Talis had been traveling his entire life, yet he’d never seen terrain quite like what these lowlands offered. He initially hesitated to penetrate the ravine, sticking to the outskirts of The Tribe’s domain, but he decided it was time to integrate more properly. He ventured into the soaring canyon, marveling more and more with every footstep.

He paused at what felt like the center of the main chamber, staring up at the rocky ceiling before his pale eyes swept down the clay-colored walls. Shallow water ran through the stony bower, forking around a spit of silt where fronds bent in a slight breeze. The leaves were still green, even though it was nearly December.

For a long time, Talisman didn’t realize he wasn’t alone. But he suddenly thought he heard breathing and he started a little, eyes scouring his surroundings until he spotted an unfamiliar face crouched beside the water. His nose twitched as he wondered, was this the fabled S’ari?

Hey, I didn’t see you there, he admitted with a self-deprecating laugh. In my defense, this place is… Talis paused, gesturing, then stilled before taking a step closer. Anyway, hi. I’m Talisman.