Dragoncrest Cliffs schildwand

the woman that appeared bore a single eye, like wylla. but unlike her, wore also the massive scarring gained only by a lifelong refusal to avoid conflict. mahler surveyed her with a heavy look, then shifted it to the fierce sort of pale creature who moved alongside the brutish matriarch. 
this one was an observant man with his body attuned to that of the battlemarked woman. with a flare of his nostrils mahler watched the strangers with a calculating glare, then lifted his chin. "who is it that seeks to claim these cliffs?" the eisen growled in a warning tone. he was aware that a single misstep would be the end of him; while the granite hackles did not quail, mahler loosened himself somewhat, a silent signal toward his willingness toward diplomacy coupled with a promise to meet tooth with tooth.
astraeus, for now unseen.