Sawtooth Spire bleed through spaces

alas, warsbane is no real use to her, even as she offers more details to the enigmatic quest her mother has sent her on. or perhaps, warsbane amends to himself, she chose to go on for her mother. that could be any spire in these wilds, warsbane offers, rather unhelpfully. but i believe you to be right: it is not this one.


specifically. but it might still be the mountain range that it inhabited.

the quest is yours, of course. so, too should be the reward. a wry shrug is given. though i find it terribly fascinating, i have no interest in stealing your fortune and glory, i assure you.

and that wasn't even to mention that he had his own mission. of sorts. blissfully unaware that the man he sought still remained but in a state that was little more than a grave.

as wit is something that warsbane does not lack, he offers, there are plenty of small game here. as far as he's seen. rabbits, squirrels a plenty! birds, even. he harbors the suspicion that her speaking this out loud was full of intention; he rather enjoys the edging game of cat and mouse.