Praise his name

These mountains called to him again. Last time, Archon had met with his sister here. A land where a pack vanished in an instant after his departure from Abaven. These lands felt powerful. Perhaps they would be a good for a training ground later when Archin had his Band of Fallen Angels.

As Archon meandered around, Obi Mon Kinobi decided to stay back and work on a way to contain the hot liquid this mountain exuded from its many crevices. The primate was convinced it could be contained and that it would be useful. Archon could see the merit in the study and left Obi to work on his tasks.

Over the strong scent of the mountain, Archon smelled Nura and actively sought her out. His aunt had made her intentions known, but Archon had to be sure before he made any moves. As he approached, he dipped his head.

"Nura, have you been well?"