Blacktail Deer Plateau he'll be a hero

rusalka's path takes him to the borders, specifically to reyson. the man was hard to miss and harder to forget; covered in gruesome scars as he was.

rusalka offers a low chuff of greeting, slowing his pace in case the other man was not up for company nor conversation.

reyson, right? rusalka inquires, asking it out of politeness in case he was wrong. he feels confident he did not mis-indentify the man but still.

how are you settling into ravensthorpe?