Dawnlark Plains ranger

Sos moved through her.

She clipped at him with teeth, not enough to harm but enough for feeling. her bulk was bear-like, her stare dark and scathing.

we, and one other—woman, nagruk. high-born. although kukuvrak put more faith in the vagabond, especially after his magic and her feasting, there was no mistake that having an issumatar on their side was a boon.

with time, more will come. his work would bring them together. the dark god's favor was won through blood.