Northstar Vale A rebel born free

A summoning howl was made at their borders. Arsenio had just finished adding to a cache in the area when he had heard it. Without waiting, the redstone figure aimed himself for the summons and raced on auburn limbs to reach them.

Upon approach, the man caught a strong smell from both wolves who stood waiting. They were of Mereo, and they carried an air of errand-runners. Arsenio thought of the young boy who had come to the vale. He knew why they had come, of course. The Arche only hoped that they would not attempt to remove Nanuq from their home – not unless he was ready and willing to go.

Greetings, Mereo runners. I am Arsenio, he offered them in a loud voice. How might I assist you?