Silvertip Mountain Poslání

When he lifted his head, it was to find his brōþor's paw extended toward him. Frenū couldn’t suppress another deep, rumbling laugh. Raedwulf was a good man—a true companion! The dwarf clasped his grip and, with the help of the giant, hauled himself once more onto the path.

Thank you, brother! he said with heartfelt warmth. Just a few more steps, and we’ll be there! His gaze was fixed on the summit, now within claw’s reach, where they could at last catch their breath and behold the view.