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before the child can answer, a familiar pale figure appears on the scene. wintersbane recognizes the matron from northstar vale, likely the only one that had remained during and after the merger. she introduces the girl as marble, stating that she is her daughter. wintersbane offers a firm nod, murmuring star, in acknowledgement. a familiar theme is beginning to revolve around wintersbane and, accordingly, the continued sting of wylla’s barbing rejection. home was not something wintersbane had anymore, and he isn’t sure how to dance around the fact that it wasn’t for his own lack of trying.

he wasn’t trying to give wylla potential problems with her subordinates …but he wasn’t about lie for her, either.

a soft clear of the tundrian’s throat is given carried upon the word no. i was informed that sagtannet no longer needs me. he tells her with a casual shrug of his shoulders. so i’m left to my own devices.