Whitewater Gorge i'd rather play mortal kombat anyway

It seemed his falsified kindness had worked. Along with getting her to actually answer the question instead of just forgiving him. Why Kalganov was liking her more by the minute. Fair enough. He hummed softly in response as his pale green eyes sought out an exit from this place. It had to be coming up, they had been wandering for long enough.

Get out of here, find shelter and then consider a meal? He asked as he tossed one last glance over his shoulder, before finding a place where the lands seemed to become more forgiving.