Ouroboros Spine Moon son

Rodyn felt his heart fall a little. At the sadness peeking out at him. He himself had been so stuck in his grief. He still felt its sharpness.

A soft chuckle. I can believe this of the seal man. I am not always the most observant man, but I do know when a man covets something that isn't his.

But Rodyn had trusted and knew Samani would not stray and if she did she would have spoken with him first.


He listened. If I may, 1 elk belly and 1 marten pelt. They are not as known and will fetch higher trade. What would you like in trade for them moonwoman?

He felt his throat tighten at her words and he looked down. His heart didn't feel whole even now. He didn't know what it wanted.

I do not know if I myself could choose another, moonwoman. But I am not adverse to such thoughts I will think on this. And if it is what both you and Ariadne desire. I will do my best. But she seems to have different tastes than this hunter man. We all like who we like. What of the man with purple eyes. His name escapes me.

Rodyn meant no shame by this. He just simply meant he would not force Ariadne to go against a taste of what she liked. If she could like him, if he could make room in his heart, if it was what moonwoman wanted. He would do his very best to be good for her.

He nodded, relieved at the topic change. I will hunt and trade during the hotter months and then when the leaves begin to fall come back. Almost like I did with my bride pirce journey just a moon or two sooner.