Savage Gore

With his falcon patrolling the skies and his viper wrapped loosely around his neck, the Sultan traveled with his brother into a foreign domain. Though, it wasn’t entirely foreign to Sephiran- he’d been here several times while pursuing Aurelia. But he’d never navigated the area thoroughly, which was Cifarelli’s goal for the morning. Perhaps Sephiran would consider making the gorge a fourth addition to his kingdom if his brother could prove it was a useful territory.

Arriving at the gorge’s rim, they stop at a sudden drop-off to view the lush forestry below. A sea of green seems to stretch to the horizon, ferns and towering pines creating a verdant canopy. His gaze shifts to Cifarelli, waiting for him to descend into the valley of the gorge.

"Sephiran Saxe"