full moon rising on the waters of my soul
Amun had heard the sounds of something approaching for a while now. Unbeknownst to Lilliane (the Ascended assumed), Zhanshi had already tunneled through the ground to the woman and determined she was not immediately a threat. So when she finally spoke, the potter turned and walked backwards a few steps, grinning at her.
"For a given value of know." Tilting his head to one side, he gave her a once over. "I'm not a local, if that's what you're asking." Facing front again, he angled his steps until he was walking beside her. "I'm Amun. And this hill with delusions of grandeur is Apopo. Don't worry, it probably won't erupt again." He waggled his eyebrows at her, before glancing back up to make sure he was still on the trail of the ramphires.
"For a given value of know." Tilting his head to one side, he gave her a once over. "I'm not a local, if that's what you're asking." Facing front again, he angled his steps until he was walking beside her. "I'm Amun. And this hill with delusions of grandeur is Apopo. Don't worry, it probably won't erupt again." He waggled his eyebrows at her, before glancing back up to make sure he was still on the trail of the ramphires.
amun
