Chrysalis

Rassan'tep opened his eyes slowly. The warmth on his scales spread in waves through and penetrated deep into his muscles which nearly drove him back into rest, but the patient, still mind of his attendant helped focus his thoughts.

[What is it, Ammon'sil?]

[You have been asked to accompany an expedition, Old One.]

The great lizard blinked once, which was enough to cause his servant to prostrate himself immediately.

[I protested strongly against disturbing your rest, Old One, but the winds blew against me. The Mahaan has asked this of you personally.]

The words were digested is all things should be, with patience, as Ammon'sil remained pressed to the floor.

[There is no fault with you,] Rassan'tep said as he roused himself, shifting his legs to free them from the heated sand in which he had rested. [We must all serve the will of the Mahaan. Even if she is a young thing barely free from her egg.]

[I would not dare to say that she is unworthy to scrub your scales, Old One,] his setsulah replied from the ground.

[Rise now,] the kaarmodo commanded. [If we have been ordered to assist, then assist we shall. Gather the others and prepare my war garment. The sand bath can wait until our people have been served.]

that he had been commanded did Ammon'sil rise and moved out the door, his steps smooth and languid despite his speed. As he awaited his attendants the Old One took deep slow breaths, his tongue flicking at the air as he gradually returned himself to wakefulness. By the time the setsulah returned, he had extracted himself fully from

in the finery that was deserved of a kaarmodo in its second century, the Old One held his forearms close his body as his servants did their work. Once all was ready, the six bowed low before he lowered himself to allow them onto his

the Mahaan herself in attendance. Rassan'tep approached, his arms clasped in front

of you to join us, Old One,] the Mahaan said, eying

as she had not reached her second century of life. Truly the Great Desert did not value this place if one so young had been placed in such a position

it is simply my age,] he replied and said no more, closing his eyes and resting,

them alone and

around Orpule. Naturally we must seek to stymie the tree wherever it is found,

the ants?] another asked. [What if they seek to

care not,] the Mahaan replied, [sweep them aside and deal with

the Old One opened his

leave,]

their minds together to create a disc of force that could

[Which way?] Rassan'tep asked.

Old One,]

across the plains. With their long legs, they ate up the ground quickly without using any skills and soon met up with two more groups

these ants,] he commanded, [I had

what I have been able to gather, they have recently descended to the