Luneshale Pass I don't know where to put my hands

Patrolling borders is simple enough, and Kemal has found over the months of his lifetime that he quite enjoys the silence. Careful eyes scan the expanse past the Verapaz limits, searching for percieved threats and renewing markers along the way. So long as no problems appear on the horizon, he is sure that his task will be completed with ease and he will find himself ranked quickly. He can only hope that his brother is faring as well as himself.

Pausing to take in a breath of the surrounding scents, he is pleasantly brushed over by a passing breeze. He could get used to this life.