Redhawk Caldera shadow walking

A sooty, round woman came upon him as he roamed, and so he slowed, stopping when she spoke his name. He gave a nod. Yes, that is my name. Hello.

She looked somehow soft but also strong, with a heft to her, but not like a warrior as he might expect. And she appeared older than him; not quite elderly, but getting there.

I am doing well. It has been an adjustment, of course. He wondered what, if anything, Kivaluk had said after their conversation.

Your village is much quieter than my last. Ah, miss...?