3/24/2026, 6:09 AM
“Batu.”
He nods and an easy trot is found beside Layre, whose immense stride breaks him into a good pant. The jiji has begun to thaw, sweeping scents of maytime and frost undertow where it mixes in with the hunter’s busk. He smells unlike them and speaks without their accent.
“Where is it you come from?” On the trade roads he'd met red-pelted diplomats and towering nords, but this man the nomad could not yet place.
He nods and an easy trot is found beside Layre, whose immense stride breaks him into a good pant. The jiji has begun to thaw, sweeping scents of maytime and frost undertow where it mixes in with the hunter’s busk. He smells unlike them and speaks without their accent.
“Where is it you come from?” On the trade roads he'd met red-pelted diplomats and towering nords, but this man the nomad could not yet place.
mongolian | mandarin