Blacktail Deer Plateau this is the end of the world you know

Though Sanguinex detected slightly hesitance, or maybe even doubt, Ingram seemed on board with this idea.

Terms were provided. The white beast listened to each, nodding when the voice slowed.

I will be gone for a week, at most. He didn't intend to travel far. Not when Basilica needed him.

And I won't return without a way to keep us afloat. A hard tone, words promising something he intended to fulfill.