Northstar Vale A Long Journey Ongoing

 A fool. So, she admits, to purposefully knowing that this region was being marked for claim and yet still decided to push forth anyhow. She didnt even bother to try and lie, as though she did not take notice to the markers. Yet Andraste was a very kind and understanding woman. She had been so to him even, when he had fallen unconscious at the edges of their homeland when trying to avoid the quakes. Had this been a much harsher environment, to which Olo was used to, there would have been little room for the female to continue her explanation. 

She did not come to sneak in, to steal from them. Only uncaring pass into claim land to get where she was going as the easiest route. When she mentioned being recorted, Aiolos turned to Andraste questioningly. She spoke and with agreement. The stranger, too, agreed. Not that she had much choice in the manner. After an introduction and a little backstory of where she hailed from, Aiolos dipped down his crown in equal introduction. I am Aiolos. He had only for her. Long ago had he abandoned his surname as well as push the memories of his birth home behind him,  yet the scars remained.

Aiolos took a single step forward and then paused, a signal for them to begin.