Sunspire Mountains nullus

Sihaya slunk behind the General as his nose worked the air. It was rife with wolf smell and blood stench. The trail would be easy to follow for a good long while. The half-breed was accustomed to travelling and tracking, but his expression was lackluster as they moved.

Germanicus promised to double-back for the loot he left behind. Suddenly, Sihaya was a bit more animated. “Oh good. I’d like that,” he quipped.

They came upon some tracks. Followed them. Silence.

"Do you think Pharaoh and Shabti are pleased with their victory?" he asked the General.