Nova Peak [nd] Nįwa

It was not a splendorous affair, lacking the opulence and finery of more established settlements. But Winsook had no need of riches, he tastes something ancient in the air and finds himself wholly entertained by the dance and drink and gladly fills his belly on Northern marrow.

Along the fringe of the festivities he allows the stark green of his eyes to drift over an effeminate beauty, paw lifting to finger the delicacy of her token. He thought of the road, of dark eyes.

“How much?”