the roman was not oblivious to the changes of this world, but he had sequestered himself for so long that he had not seen any flame. thus he was unprepared for the bluish hint to the eastern skies -- and woefully struck by the odd, compelling tinge to that same fire.
curious.
fully healed, it was time that he hunted and was away, but -- seutonius did not move, discovering an idle thought of Gjalla somewhere at the back of his mind as he waited for the sun to rise, testing his limbs in the steady trot of a warhorse.

