Redsand Canyon Empistosýni

The grey-muzzled Imperator appeared, rough-edged and worn. Arsenio eyed him with a smile, curious about what his days had brought upon him. He believed that he would have time to inquire when he had provided a report on their progress.

It is good to see you, Roman. You look as though you have aged, and yet I have not been gone long enough for such things. A teasing remark. There was humor on the mercenary’s tongue when he spoke to the other man. Arsenio could not help but wonder if there was something wrong, something that had pulled the man away from his canyonland.

The vale is beautiful. We have found everything that we should need. It will make a strong outpost to Mereo, when we have formed. A small nod. In more… somber news, Khalys has died. I found her fallen from the rocks on a nearby mountain. It was a difficult thing to see.