Moonstone Quarry quqsuqtaq ⋞

Kigipigak looked from the pale woman to Priamfaya as he listened. He was glad to have the approval of his northern-born companion, but it had taken that moment for Kigipigak to really look at Priamfaya and see her as something more than a passing body, a figure that had held little interest to him while he pined for the normalcy of the Watch. Mahler had given Kigipigak the approval to do whatever he wished within Rivenwood - and how strange that fate would set the two of them on this path, to encounter one-another here.

The two women discussed things Kigipigak did not know much about; he presumed Mahler was a father many times over at his age, and he cared little about the progeny the old codger had scattered around the wilds. It would not have been the first time a man hid his families; the world of Tartok was not so dissimilar.

While they spoke with one-another Kigipigak felt like the odd man out and yet he remained silent, thinking about his options, appraising Praimfaya in a new light. She was a true warrior, and held the favor of Mahler the same as he did, which made her a strong match if Kigipigak truly wished to go down the path of fatherhood.