Neverwinter Forest the way in which i walk

Yay, that's my goal usually. :D

“I'd like to think so myself, and I don't mean that arrogantly,” he said with faint amusement. No one had ever really put that into words for him, saying that he had good insight and instinct. Mordecai often gambled on the possibilities of what others were, from what they did to their natural ability. Sometimes it cost him more than he was willing to put forward, and sometimes it worked out in the end. “I guess I wouldn't have gotten this far if not for one or the other, or both.” Yet by that criteria, perhaps they were all borne of good instinct and insight. Most of them didn't go off wandering into jaws of death so easily, anyway.

But his interests were piqued elsewhere at her mention of a glacier. That word would have been foreign for him, if he hadn't heard it before. Not quite with the emphasis that she seemingly implied on it. “So this glacier, is that far away? Otherside of the mountains across the plains?” If she wasn't a traveler, chances were that she did in fact have someone to call home. Being that he was beginning to pick up a grasp on what was around them, it had to be somewhere in the uncharted lands beyond those distant mountains. Where the wolves of the Spire lived, and just beyond it, the Creek.