Moonspear phalanx

Before he could climb too far, and before he crossed any boundaries, there was a face and a voice greeting him. The stranger was very young — probably born right here, he would assume.

Looking for a place to stay. No beating around the bush. Glaukos would have offered his services in return but to be honest, he didn't even think of it. How long had it been since he had encountered a person? Whatever was considered his normal had melted away from him.

He looked from the youth to the pathways among the trees. Does Sialuk still rule here? I am known to her. It occurred to Glaukos, then, that this young warrior might have bee one of her children. He looked again to the stranger, studying them a touch more intently.