Northstar Vale My sun becomes your moon

Liri nodded as realization dawned on her pale features - thinking of the Lair whose threshold she had been unable to cross, the cavern she later had to force herself to enter. "I believe I know the place you speak of."

"It is tradition in my homeland to repay a kindness. If there is any tidbit of information I could impart on you, I offer it freely," the fae murmured, dark gaze clouding and something like regret coloring her tongue. She could only hope that Mahler would not ask about the Vale pack in formation.