Northstar Vale and we weren't even married (dmn?)

Feel free to ignore me. I just want Olo to see.

 

He scented them, the pair, both colored in pale hues of storm and snow. Even still, Andraste frame was marred by the storm's rage. There, he could see them now, though remained in the distance far and did not approach. There was a seriousness amongst them, their words heard through perked ears. He crept low to be unnoticed, something he had practiced time and time again between an abusive family to an abusive matriarchy. 

Andraste had a means to be a guide to her followers, 'a vessel for the words of her followers to be heard' she had spoken. Aiolos had wondered how long her reign may last until someone more dominant and aggressive came to the Vale. Someone had - Kalika. But she did not theaten her position, only to advise, to teach. Aiolos was intrigued, enlightened and he laid down and smiled.