Nova Peak Yeah, I'm loving all your warning signs

The the immediate questioning was a novelty.
aikon, the tow-colored man challenged Sagtannet's matriarch, essentially. The silence is filled with more enquires, but inside his mind its all a cold February morning and all the shutters are flapped closed. He'd thought he acknowledged all of Sagtannet's follies. He was wrong.

He stood and walked away form the meeting as it came to close. Whether Sagtannet's lungs would rpture and choke on its own blood and collapse on itself — or somehow some ghost of understanding posessed them to stay, it was no business of his.

He would only follow that one even with that glacier seperated them, even. He didn't know that yet.
But he knew nothing here mattered.