Serpent Lake Sun & Sand

Sanguinex took well to his role as mazoi. Each day comprised of several patrols, most of which were as uneventful as he could have ever hoped. But he liked it this way. While though still upholding his responsibilities, he wasn't required to have much social interaction, nor speak to anyone not of interest. But in reality, there never really was anyone of interest to him.

Someone soon came to view. Standing there with a blank expression, Sanguinex watched in a puzzled, curious manner. Did they belong to the mesa? He did not know. He didn't really know anyone here. It wouldn't be proper of him to scare away someone who had the right to be here, especially if they were close to the girl who was pharaoh.