Dragoncrest Cliffs Gifts for a friend

The stranger appeared a decent fellow. A trader. Moonglow’s name was familiar to the seafarer who had bartered with Kukutux so many moons ago. She had given the man an auspicious pink stone, in exchange for a song, to help him attract love into his life.

Meerkat nuzzled Njord in welcome as if she knew she was on his mind.

When Rodyn mentioned gifts for her kindness Njord couldn’t help but raise an eyebrow and shoot his wife a cheeky expression. His lips pursed coyly, their corners fishhooked into a wee smirk.

Interesting how small social interactions helped sweep life’s tumult into the closet.

“Mr. Meerkat has a bonnie ring tae it,” he mused aloud.

He chuckled lightheartedly. Back to introductions…

“S’pleasure, Rodyn. Huntin’, eh?” he echoed. Was Meerkat trying to set him up with a friend? He was tickled at the thought. “Tis a grand soft mornin’ fer catchin’ prey. What do ye wish tae find?” he asked them both. Surely Rodyn hadn’t come all this way to stalk rabbits, nay… if he had come to the coast, chances were he sought more exotic fare.