Grouse Thicket roll for initiative

"surely you can forgive yourself just this once."

was it humour? it wished to be, this effect which at last lifted the dour contours of his face into something lighter. "if you remain, directly east of us is the sun mote copse, where a woman named meerkat is forming a home. southeast of the copse is the strath, where for now my family has settled."

an invitation? he would not make it so. mirwen would decide such for herself. there were grouse here, and germanicus stirred himself to hunt them.