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roughly a day's travel —

it wasn't close per se but it was close enough that ingram ferreted the knowledge away to take to the listener as soon as this conversation ended. no doubt she would be interested in it all the same, even if nothing came of it. which prods him to get more information despite that conversing was not his favored past time.

and your sacrarium, ingram drawls, testing the word out a second time. what kind of wolves does it harbor? because regardless, if they might pose a threat to the druids down the road: the iron guardian wanted to know of it. if he were to judge by name alone: it sounded well like something to keep a keen eye on.

but names were deceiving.

she seemed amiable enough.

it is a home like any other. ingram speaks vaguely with a roll of his shoulders. do you seek something specific? or just wandering the neutral territories?