Stavanger Bay Rolling,

the salt preserves the meat, at least for a little while. though wintersbane could not pinpoint exactly where he collected that tidbit of information. that was the benefit to being worldly, to having travelled with and ran with many different packs in his lifetime. he picked up random bits of useful information. at the mention of further alliances, wintersbane's ears perk as he steps carefully 'round his arrangement. i don't know much about neverwinter, that was to say nothing in truth. but i am good standing with the queen of moonspear, hydra. if she still ruled at it's helm, but lest circumstances were dire, wintersbane couldn't see her relinquishing that anytime soon.

our acquaintance has been long, that went back to when he was but a cub. i could speak with moonspear, while you spoke with neverwinter's leaders? i would just have to know what we're willing to offer them in exchange for an alliance. a pause is given. or we could visit both, together.