Deepwood Weald ships on vigor

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of her somber words, kjalarr agrees; though he does not verbalize this. instead, it is written in the soft stifle of his gaze. he knew, as well as anyone else: how greedy the gods could truly be — and not just the gods of the northern wolves. potema's gods had been greedy, too. in his youth, he had carved out niches for himself following this sort of divine savagery. in his elden years: he only seeks peace. rest. the last hurrah before his soul would join those of his family passed on.

well, i shall not keep you, kjalarr drawls in a breath, thinking that he should get back as well. i hope to speak to you soon. kjalarr says with a dip of his head before heading his own way.