Moonstone Quarry [*] The move

Their travels were not a long one. A shepherd guiding his flock. 

The decent was not an easily made one. At least, it would not be so for those not accustom to scaling the treacherous ice and rock of the north. 

Engir draugar lengur. The words whispered off her lips, an echoing of Solharr's own. 

Her pale eyes sweep those gathered and Anoana takes a deep breath of her new - home. She had found home again.