Redtail Rise kingdom of steel

Oh good, Cambria caught himself thinking, though he couldn’t have explained his investment to himself, much less somebody else.

He needn’t bother, as Mulherin didn’t press him about it. Instead, he asked after the yearling’s origins. He understood the question might not be as literal as it sounded—he was probably trying to figure out why Cambria was lurking in the area—but he chose to address it directly anyway.

An island, he said, pausing for a beat before deciding to share, called Dragontooth. It was just my mother and me, then just me. He didn’t want to linger on that particular detail. I found my way to the mainland and I’ve been wandering ever since, building the skills to survive on my own.

And he was pretty good at it, having had no choice but to be self-sufficient from a very early age. Cambria shifted his weight, drawing in a breath as his eyes pensively swept the rise.

Were you born here? he guessed, focus returning to his peer’s face. I would like to know more about it, if you’re willing to share.