Northstar Vale daimort

Lost in their forethought's, Dagwood had completely forgotten about the very reason they were wandering the vale in the first place. His wound, still pooling tiny beads of scarlet, was now nothing more than a second thought in the back of his mind, long buried beneath wishful thinking of the future.

"If you know of any who might come to collaborate with us, I would be happy to make the trip and speak on the court's behalf." Whether or not she trusted him to do so remained unknown to the monochrome yearling but, he believed she was needed here in the heart of their would-be home, especially when they were so close to founding.