3/22/2026, 10:03 PM
Horselord had seen this large ruddy man, broad as the altai and strewn in white scars. His look is one of a mercenary who outlived years of employment. He made himself useful, and at a distance the nomad, who worried that settled life was dulling his own instincts, had come to favor him.
Shrugging the deel from his shoulders, Batu trots towards the huntsman. He'd never watched the man speak, nor heard his voice.
“Want a partner?”
Shrugging the deel from his shoulders, Batu trots towards the huntsman. He'd never watched the man speak, nor heard his voice.
“Want a partner?”
mongolian | mandarin