Moonspear they come and go and go and come and go.

Penn had been jesting, of course, but the look on Towhee's face made him think she might not realize that. He quirked a brow and watched her thoughts play across her face, wondering what exactly was going on in there. He didn't ask, though, nor did he clarify his comment. Simply waited for her to respond.

He shrugged a little at the comment about there being something special about the place. If there was, he hadn't found it. "That would be Sialuk. I believe she leads alone," Penn answered, "I don't really know what to say about the culture. Normal? There haven't been any blood sacrifices or thunder dome style grudge matches. Not so far, anyway."