S A L E S



A crimson-stained lioness approaches you with a curious look in her eye, a small lion cub trailing behind, "I've heard tales of those like you - those seeking out others in the lands of enemy kings. Those here have fated homes that lie outside of our lands and I would be happy to introduce you. We care for them all a great deal, but it is a simple truth that our territory cannot support quite this many mouths and rumbling bellies. Perhaps their fate lies with you?" She tips her head with a small grin, nodding in the direction where you see a small gathering of lions of various ages and appearances. "Follow me, traveler."




Alluvium

SB - 50
AB - 300
CB - n/a