Lion Head Mesa [m] chorro

a woman. incoherent and rambling things that Lord Gucci might have once spoke of. charmion distracted himself from the absence of the small Lord. he busied himself with the royals and —

her, maybe. charmion did not think himself any kind of master of the fellahin, but he taught where he could. he kept his large ears fixed upon whispers and his eyes always watched shifting shadows.

what is your specialty? he had with him a dark fur, freshly washed and being laid to dry in the mesa's sun.