Sunspire Mountains ivory cups

"i muskrat," she purled proudly, caught off-guard by his respectful interest. it was recovered beneath a veneer of her own charm, and she found it achingly ironic that peace should arrive the day she built her first speaking-pillar.

nutu was close, and now she leapt forward, revealing her delight to the stranger. "he just about to say," muskrat answered, though her eyes had not left the features of this newcomer who spoke so smoothly to raiders from the ridge.

how would hex receive him? what of makono? her eyes were ashimmer.