Redsand Canyon Chionóptosi

Ah, the Roman.

Germanicus approached and Arsenio drew his head up to greet the man with a toothy smile. The soldier was a stiff fellow, but even the Greek could find pleasure in that. After tasting the air of the canyon, clearing his nose of the smell of fermented fruit and lust, he had found many things to take pleasure in again.

I will meet them all, yes, he answered with a nod.

You helped me to free Tamar. I will serve you until I feel that debt has been repaid. It is only right, after all.

Arsenio regarded the man carefully. He wondered how long the Roman would remain in the canyon, serving as an extension of the Pharaoh.