Stavanger Bay archaic

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she inquires about the name of the forest - samothes hmms, thoughtful. it seems the fey woman is intrigued as he was, though, and a slight thrill runs through him. "i admit i'm unsure," he answers her, sort of a 'what-can-you-do' look in his eyes, "i believe the name pre-dates the founder, constantine's claim." that is his guess at least. the name does seem a tad macabe but it rather suits the air of the dark-furred leader, he thinks.

his smile broadens as thelxiope confesses to looking for a place. ah, smart woman, like he: winter alone is an unwise gamble. inexplicably he finds her company quite charming and he is pleased at the possibility of her coming to join him, though he does not voice such thoughts so soon. "it seems small, yet, but firmly entrenched. i don't know him well but constantine seems firm in his convictions, and i admire that." he pauses, then dares add teasingly: "the forest itself is quite dark - but welcoming enough, and with the right company.."