Bearclaw Valley corpseweave [m]

Ålesund smelled it before he saw the man.

irony, coppery muddled with the scent of something that symbolized life and death. blood. it almost made his empty stomach churn with hunger until he realized there was something unfamiliar about it. no prey scent.

predator.

so he poked around enough to find a man there who was surely the source. missed the mumbled words and so instead he blurted without care and much thought.

are you...okay?

hope this is okay!