Kildeer Rest Apparently we share a common plasma.

this one had the name of tulimaq. and he believed the hawk-in-snow to be her son.

kukutux smiled with pride. "he is not my son. but he is my kin. he is always dutiful. and he is the one who taught to me the word of issumatar."

she looked meaningfully at the trader. "you are a man who might lead his own village. a father. what brings you to this place, tulimaq?"