Felltree Marsh we're never even born

i suppose not. he hummed in soft, muted agreement. the man was young but somehow felt older than himself. felt...larger than life. a foreboding presence.

was he scared of a child? no reason to not be.

if you're traveling, i would avoid the south valley, by the way...you're a ways out from it but they're not very friendly faces there. a word of warning from one wayward wanderer to the other. although perhaps this oversized child with his stoic ways would be better greeted by the valley faces.