Lost Creek Hollow the older the fiddle, the sweeter the tune

Treason's world hadn't exactly been exactly broad when it came to languages.  The only other one that had a reasonably strong accent that she'd come across (that the player remembers) was that gold boy from Moonspear.  It wasn't really the same, obviously, but enough time had passed that she had to wonder if this was some compatriot of that guy.

One of the advantages of being in a pack since the start was that she had pretty good knowledge of who'd come and gone -- the names were entirely unfamiliar.  Unfortunate for him.  Treason shook her head, responding in her even, calculated way, There have been no wolves in this pack of those names unless you think they may go by another.  We moved here maybe a month or so ago, and before us I don't think there was anyone claiming this territory for quite some time.  The ones you're looking for may be long gone. -- Terance leads here, as do I.  Regardless of Terance thinking Rannoch's lowered rank was temporary or not, this guy didn't need to know at this point.  Is there something that we could help you with?  She didn't know if he was just here to say hi to his buddies or if he had some other goal in mind.  Her asking in the first place was also part of her attempt to be a little bit more... Charismatic wasn't the right word, but maybe "slightly approachable."