Blacktail Deer Plateau he stayed alive to sing songs that murdered life

ingram did not budge, offered no sort of apology or attempt to re-start the conversation as the older man accepted that ingram was like talking to a brick wall and moved on. it was truth enough: he was not familiar with this area and he was never chatty to begin with. the ( soon to be ) keeper was reluctant to share anything about those he travelled with. an instinct to protect ...even if it was a bit misguided.

his paw moves off the moonstone when the older male had vanished out of sight and he scoops it back up betwixt his jaws and heads back the way he'd came, squirreling it away in some hiding spot or another when he returned to neverwinter forest.