Broken Boulder It's kinda funny,

avoidance. mahler was not sure how to provide a remedy for that. but he listened all the same, thinking of how their numbers had dwindled until it did indeed seem the former inhabitants of sagtannet had eased into the background.
"are you accustomed to a large pack?" he asked softly. winter was upon them, and mahler expected that at least one joiner would make their way to the boulder. even if they did not, it was where he planned to weather, regardless of rivenwood's fate in the snows to come.