Moonsong Glacier cold-sister

Village Moonsong.

Fjall did not know yet if he could commit himself to staying permanently, but he knew that he would do all he could to help Ariadne during the cold months ahead, just as she had done for him. He looked on as the scarred and mighty Chakliux scaled forward for a better view; he could hardly take his eyes from the rugged, intimidating creature that called himself companion to Ariadne.

I do not know much of this iceland, I'm afraid, he answered, turning lavender eyes upon the enrapturing Ariadne. She was divine in her beauty, even with a broken leg. It looks barren at a glance, but I see many opportunities for much wealth here. There is plenty shelter further in, and a good, stout woodland back the way I came, but this is all I have seen for now. The smell of freshwater is strong here, too, though I have not come across the source yet.

His tail wagged. If you've not found a den already, we should look for one before the hour turns dark.