Arrow Lake brot und wasser

fade here? <3

a fleeting smile crossed mahler's features — he was humbled and pleased to have passed something worthwhile on to the woman. her devotion to diaspora would not go unrewarded, and he determined that he would find other tasks for her to grow stronger in her own regard of self.
for now, "vould you care to hunt?" the gargyole inquired, glancing into the burn of her eyes once before turning to lead them in the direction of the dark pines over a ridge.