Northstar Vale Epidexiótita

The redstone wolf had never heard such a greeting. The blue of his eyes sparkled with interest when he had been told that it was good to see his face. Such kindness must have been a trademark of the Moonglow wolves. Arsenio thought that they would be a good ally, if they sought such partnerships. The vale would allow their wolves to hunt during the winter and gather medicinal herbs for their stocks.

Planning of that sort could be left for later. The mercenary was keen to begin learning how to tend to the furs. As Rodyn spoke, the Arche eyed the pieces they would be working with. The man had been sharp enough to say that he was someone who learned through action and direction.

We are alike in this. I hope that I will do an adequate job, Arsenio answered with a hearty laugh. Where do we begin? The red man lifted his head and fixed his gaze on the tradesman’s face.