Lion Head Mesa Ntropí

The girl did not ask further questions. Arsenio wondered if she was still listening to him or if she had ventured away in her thoughts. Surely, she sought to be reconnected with her family. The guard did not have any interest in making that happen, only in presenting the Torres girl to the Pharaoh and establishing the rules that he had established. There would be no need for facades after that.

Drawing to where the man’s scent was strongest, Arsenio slowed his pace and issued a chuff to announce his presence.

O great Pharaoh @Ramesses, I have brought someone to you, the redstone figure called out in an off-tune melody. The ice of his eyes searched for the familiar gold hood of the mesa’s leader. He wondered if he would catch the anger before he was faced with it, or if Jawahir had only been lying.

Oh! 200 for you. <3