Lion Head Mesa glory & garbling

To the Captian's assurances, Machi did not respond, only nodding his head quietly, and because it was offered, resting some of his weight upon the larger man as they walked.

When they arrived at his chambers and Khusobek busied himself with the ordering of food, the dog made use of the stream, rinsing himself until his fur shone pearl-like once more.

We'll add it to the wine then, Machi replied, settling down with a hiss of pain. Two-fold.