Lion Head Mesa sun touched

Briar's ears cupped towards the pharaoh and her procession as they materialized from the depths of the mesa. Eyes hopeful, a rush of relief floods his senses as a fellahin is directed to attend to the ailing woman. He follows their movements as Silvertongue is collected to be taken inside the palace walls. His attention turns to Toula upon her question.

She had collapsed in the meadow. His muzzle tipped over his shoulder, pointing northeast towards Fairspell Meadow. I'm not sure how long, but she had been weakened by the sun by the time I found her. As he returned to face the pharaoh, his ears splayed to see how limp Silvertongue was as the fellahin took her away.

She could only give me a few words. One being 'Akashingo.' There was a slight cant to his head he offered Toula a defeated shrug. I am no healer, and I knew where Akashingo was.