Swiftcurrent Creek bayou

The young man offered his own relation—the name not stirring his memory, but something he would ask about later—whether it was the earthen boy, or his father, he would log it for now.

He still trusted this newfound blood relative about as far as he could throw him, and so when Lestan went off to tend to the girl, Akavir watched him depart, breathing out his own sigh of relief before dipping into the foliage and shadows.