Noctisardor Bypass schwarzemünze

burrow in the dirt? mahler chuckled. "you vere not fond of that at all, vere you?" he quipped rhetorically. he himself had not minded it, welcoming the change to a denning situation, but the lack of privacy would have posed a difficult situation. eventually.
he wondered now, quietly, if the youthful northerner had considered his offer. mahler had been briefly surprised when kigipigak had not seized upon it. perhaps he had taken this time to think. if so, his estimation would have climbed in the gargoyle's mind. alas, no way to know unless it was said aloud.
"you are right, of course. i came here for some time in years past. it alvways remained in my mind. from vhat i could see, there vas rarely a reason to leave this place unless it is to roam in a new terrain. everything that could be vanted is here."