Neverwinter Forest innaktuk (2)

i'm always lazy, so no judgment here

She relaxed a little as the northern tongue flew from his mouth—still alert and suspicious, but also intrigued. It wasn't often she got to speak her family's language anymore. He spoke quickly, asking if her mother was of Tartok and offering the name of his village, which she had never heard of before. No she is not—not that I know of. As he continued, she suddenly had many questions for him that she planned to save until he was done speaking. She wanted to know where these cliffs were where the ravens fly. She had questions about his friends. She even had questions about these Tartoks that also lived in the north. But all those questions were momentarily forgotten when he said he was looking for women who would want to be betrothed to his friends. What a strange reason to come here. 

That's an odd request, she told him. Not only that, but she was pretty sure no one here wanted to be betrothed to someone they didn't know. Can they not find women themselves? Why was he the one doing the searching for them. And did he not get a betrothed? She thought he should if he was out here looking for his friends. Most women aren't interested in finding a husband that way, Simmik pointed out with a slight raise of her eyebrow. If they wanted wives, why not go out and find someone to start forming a bond with. 

Despite his strange mission, she was further intrigued by the mention of a deal—anything to make the pack stronger. What kind of deal did you have in mind? she asked, her face finally shifting to show her interest in the topic. 

For now, Mal's son went unnoticed by the Beta, although if she had known he was there, she would not have let on to the stranger that he was.