Redhawk Caldera the wood of the wind; a cliff, a fall

Killdeer was a recent addition to the ranks, but Dwin was pretty sure that this was not the first time he had come to Brecheliant for a visit. His face seemed familiar and not just because he was similar to his deceased father Bronco. It is that sense of awareness you sometimes have about some people - oh, yes, we have interacted before - but you can no longer remember the situation and pinpoint the exact timeline. 

With the whole Anathema trouble and mapping out the journey together with Sylvie, Dwin had very little time to make social calls. For now the important thing was that he did not cause any mess, until the current one got resolved. However, when she happened to walk nearby, where he was admiring the scenery of the lake, she decided that a quick exchange of common courtesies and pleasantries, maybe a small-talk, would be a thing she could afford doing.

"If you want to make contributions to the Big fish population - I can show, where the lake is not frozen. They are not known to come ashore - usually, but they are more than glad to have visitors underwater," she said with a grin, closing the distance between them.