Silvertip Mountain if this is how you folks make art it’s fucking depressing

That ‘I’m totally being stalked right now’ feeling didn’t go away. Buzzard paused again, looked around, then called, Uhhh… anybody home? Kinda lost here. Wasn’t the best lost traveler act they’ve ever done, but they didn’t feel much of a need to go all out yet. There’s a chance that rotten meat got to their head, and there was actually no one there.