Big Salmon Lake i think god is moving it's tongue,

i dont need anyone to take care of me, she said, but then she was so quick to speak of a mans name ; stark. although he had not put a face to such a title, rökkur believed he may have heard it in passing - all whispers eventually arrived at the moongrove.

we do not eat wolves, faith-man said, brows raised, tone laced with a dry, almost disbelieving amusement. for a young woman such as herself, she surely had spunk, calling someone almost double her size a mongrel. if his presence within forneskja has not been his own decision, then it is likely he has either transgressed, or is healing from injury with seiðkona, if he wished to leave on his own accord, then forneskja would let him, surely. lest he have committed a crime against the people.

a tilt of his dark head, then. you are free to visit him.