Boartusk Heights Black-tailed

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A proud woman appears at the edge of a clearing, her bone-white pelt and golden cheeks stark as slashes of lightening against grey stone. Nobility exudes in grand waves and the hebsut is inclined to bow low before her, eyes straining out the bite of highland cold. When her head rises they are joined by a little boy who clings close to the woman, the selfsame confidence issuing from bright eyes.

She felt small in those stares and with the wind blowing through her, far from the gold of her desert. It is only for the gravity of her purpose that her spine straightens, voice fighting the mountain’s howls.

“I am Eset, head of Muat-riya in service of Pharaoh Toula and the kingdom of Akashingo. One of our fellahin has gone missing, presumed captured. I’ve been tracking a scent but lost it just east of these foothills. I have come to ask if La Muerte has knowledge of any unusual groups moving near your claim.”