Duskfire Glacier come on, dark star

For a rare moment, Ulloriaq did not know what to say. 

While she had not exactly been expecting sympathy, she had hoped the story would quell a little of the glacierwoman's anger. Instead, she might well have been talking to a brick wall. It did not change the guilt and self-hate she felt though, and Taqtara's words hung heavy in the air as a reminder of it.

They were dead, and it was her fault.

She struggled to find an answer to the question posed, for what purpose did she have now? "I... I do not know, truthfully. Sedna - she has always guided my travels. But I admit, her voice has been rather quiet as of late."