desert delights

Even in the dead of winter the desert did not suit Hattori well. He felt far out of his element, even more of a stranger in a foreign land but found himself persisting all the same. As though he had any other option. He'd heard whispers of a fighting colosseum, an ancient structure that had stood against the tests of time and come out stronger and more imposing for it. But was it worth seeking out? Some things were better left alone and he had duties to attend back in Ashen, a Shogun's work was never done.

And yet a certain long limbed wolf had managed to persuade him, to venture out into the unknown just because they could.

There was no snow here, it managed to settle on the edges of the desert but not here. Not where the sun reigned supreme even now. The building itself wasn't hard to spot once they got close, it dwarfed the surrounding dunes, making them look tiny and insignificant like molehills.

Hattori tipped his head back and stared up, the pale of his eyes reflecting the ancient stone. An archway lay ahead, open and inviting, an offer many seemed to take. The Shogun looked to the sand then and eyed the criss-crossing tracks that meandered about the place. Unlike many of the other places he'd explored with Jynn this one did not seem to be abandoned.

"Speech"