Nova Peak fear no beer

Whoop! I was waiting on a reply from Scim before getting back to ya.

So this was the peak that Scimitar had pointed to. Ovaltine bobbed his head to acknowledge the (good) news. "I thought so," he replied, then went on to explain his reasoning. "I met a certain Scimitar not long ago. He told me of his claim, and I thought I would check it out for myself." Nova Peak lived up to its name, that much was certain. It was quite the mountain, and its inhabitants (all two that he'd now met) seemed as though they were upstanding citizens of the Teekon Wilds—that name he had gathered from Scimitar as well.

"Are you his mate?" Ovaltine asked, curious. Scimitar had not given a surname, and even if he had, Ovaltine knew from experience that they were not always shared between "husband and wife," so to speak. While Ovaltine had dabbled in charming many a lady, he had never settled down with one. He was unsure if he was meant for such things. His wandering lifestyle did not permit it, and few girls he had met were up for his drifting ways. Those who were often drifted right out of his grasp.