Moonspear slippery slopes

The mountainwalker was nearby.

Her head snapped up at the call from the nearby peaks, focusing sharply on the sound of it. One of her ears twisted, then she cursed. Mountains were treacherous any time of year, but she hadn’t walked the peaks this late in the season yet. Someone had found a pitfall.

Someone who could have died in the process. It made her irrationally angry, as she raised her voice in a response, then came racing.

Tullik can be skipped for a round!