Stone Circle new home with new faces

The intrusion to her contemplation was a polite one. An offering of knowledge to answer questions she had yet to ask. She turned to face the man who had spoken with a polite smile upon her face. Closing the distance that been offered, she came to stand near the elder wolf. 

I'm Vale. She looked back to the waystones. A slight sway to her tail. Her eyes trailed across each stone. Tall, grand, and mighty. A crown of stone from a time unknown to her. Recalling the graves she couldn't suppress a shiver. I'm glad I didn't walk across the ground within then.

Facing Gunnar, the inquisitive gaze that she previously directed to the stones was now upon him. Does Kvarsheim stand to protect this place? The Modir told me that while it's peaceful now, there used to be conflict in the valley.