Duskfire Glacier you wouldn't draw my tears away

The woman heeded his offer, venturing closer. Although she didn’t have much of a choice, running from his beckon would have been a poor introduction.

She seemed timid, even as her voice held a calm precense. Suppressing a grimace at the formal sir. Siarut only dipped his head in greeting. He was strict in the laws and the rules, especially when broken. However he was till getting used to the submissiveness of strangers, his presence was one a leader and it always had been, now he had the power to back up his demeanor and other could see it. Especially when I’m the heart of his territory.

“Gwen.” He tested the name on his tongue committing it to memory. “I am Siarut, Takiyok’s older brother.” Not wanting to be rude the pale beast offered his own name in exchangr. “Greetings.” He added in the northern tongue.