Moonstone Quarry ^____________________________^

Nice to meet you, Treepie. 

Fleur nodded at the mention of Cicero. Not long after we moved to the Quarry did some of our members leave—Cicero included. I didn’t have the pleasure of getting to know him.

It was true, they had basically halved their numbers shortly after staking their claim in the Quarry, and it was still lost on her exactly why. Not that she had much interactions with many of those who departed; her focus had been solely on the Hárkonungr—when he was present, and even more so when he was not. 

To actually answer your question, though— she shifted, the only indication the topic was slightly uncomfortable—even if for a selfish reason. The pack had felt there were too many ghosts in the Neverwinter Forest. After the disappearance of the previous Seiðkona, Callyope—Solharr’s wife, may her soul be at rest wherever it may be—they just needed a fresh start. Myself, included.

Suddenly, her memory jogged and she back tracked. Oh—you said you’re from Moonspear! So you must know Tikaani, then? I met her some time ago; we both happened to stumble upon Kukutux of Moonglow. Nice woman. I should visit her soon. The woman had always been so kind.