set for 9/2, sunset.
He had left after three days of rest in the Chasm, then told @Woya of his plans to head out. A three-day trip shouldn't have hit as hard as it did. Only a day of it was up a mountain and he had the mass of a mammoth. Which left him heaving and exhausted by the time he had arrived.
Some time had been spent by himself, composing himself so he did not collapse of exhaustion upon their borders. By the time he had managed to be well composed enough to seem diplomatic and not rushed, the sun had begun its slow crawl downwards. He was a smudge against the beautiful sunset.
But, hey, enough dilly-dallying.
He tilted his head back and let out a long, low summons. A visitor from the Chasm had arrived.