Amun
You'll be faced with problems of all shapes and sizes
You're going to have to make a few compromises
"Guilty as charged." Grinning, he swept into a shallow bow. "Amun Arlun, at your service." Straightening up, he shot out a foot to block Zhanshi's attempt to approach the woman. "No biting," the potter chided. The landshark bit the toe of the Ascended's boot before returning to circle at his feet.
Amun shook his head and shrugged. Glancing up at the stranger, he cocked his head to one side. "I'm afraid you have the advantage of me."
For now we're happy if not overjoyed
And we'll accept the things we cannot avoid
And we'll accept the things we cannot avoid