Qeya River Lost wayward son

Rodyn truly did wish to say hello. He had grown fond of the wolves of Natigvik, and their small numbers. There was upset with Cerne and now they had lost their patriarch to his former home for a time. He felt the need to check in, make sure they wanted for nothing.

Rodyn nodded his head. I am fine with that.

Rodyn sighed. I do not know if the Eagle could have brought it this far, but I promised to share the news and try and find him for them. A shame and I feel bad for his mother and siblings.

Have you been keeping well? Rodyn asked in the way of conversation. While they waited.