Sheepeater Cliff Looking towards the sky

Dante heard her answer with interest. "Mountains, huh? This land has quite a few of those it seems." Not that he minded. He hailed from the mountains, they actually made him feel much safer than the open plains he had traversed before coming here. "So you have a predilection for high places?" He got up and walked over to the cliffs edge, looking down, then out. "They do make for beautiful vantage points. Smells like summer," he added, taking a deep, appreciative breath.