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Much to his surprise, she didn't go venturing in that direction. Truth be told, Mordecai didn't do a lot of adventuring in that direction either. It had fallen under his consideration more so than anything, but for whatever reason the Ostrega had never taken the steps to put himself on the other side of those mountains but once. And that one time had been to leave the region altogether with Harlyn in tow. So when she mentioned aliens, he couldn't help but chuckle a little bit himself. That world for all intents, was alien, but perhaps not at all that different.

"There's normal folk like us there," he said with a shrug. "I haven't really explored much of it, but there's a nice little valley tucked away to our south a bit. Near the wolves of the Spire, or whatever it is that they call their mountain. Beyond that, I want to say I crossed another valley, but wider. Flatlands mostly." He recalled what he could of it, but it also escaped him. He had explored the lands to some length on the other side before he and Harlyn had gone their separate ways.

"There's a few packs way north of here, some of those I think are just on the other side of these mountains. I don't know much about them. Not sure if they have trolls bothering them or not either." Another brief chuckle at their waning charade. "I spent more time along the coasts north of here, though. And to the east. Have you ever seen the ocean?" He brought his gaze around to her then, curious if she had gone as far as the coast that occupied their northern reaching region.