Silver Moraine hole in the earth

not a familiar face, it turns out as he nears.

he wasn’t much for hellos.

you’re close to the rise. he informs.

his tone is different from how he usually addresses strangers, less cold.

perhaps a bit cordial, albeit the dry rasp.

there’s a reason. there’s something he wants.

the young man might have information. as of now, there were only loose ends in the moraine.

another pair of eyes would be of use.

you seen anyone else out here?