Dragoncrest Cliffs pay no mind to the rabble

Njord studied the loner as she spoke and saw no deception in her glassy, rose-colored eyes. The weather had already turned hostile as winter’s bite arrived. It would test the wolves of Teekon… the seafarer had lived through it once in these lands and he knew it would be nigh impossible to endure alone. She was smart to seek refuge with Sapphique.

However, the man inwardly disapproved of her suggestion of a seasonal stay. So many had passed through their borders – coming and going. Leaving for this or that. Or dying. Many died.

“’Ollis, it is nice ta meet ya,” he replied as his expression softened. He tipped his head to call for @Rosalyn and @Erzulie.

He turned back to the woman and spoke as they waited.

“We could always use more hunters as tha snow comes.” They had hungry mouths to feed and the large game of the taiga would be easier to catch in a group. “Are ya much of a teacher?” he asked, an idea striking him. “We ‘av young ones comin’ into their first winter an’ we’ll need ‘elp showin’ them tha way.”