Northstar Vale ¹ oþlō

What a beastly thing they chased — she found herself shuddering briefly at the thought, imagining some hulking shadow figure between the woods. Perhaps Andraste had seen a trick of the light, for what she described sounded wholly unfamiliar to the flame-licked wolf. Charcoal maw turned to woods again and she continued. Andromaque found her mind wandering, trying to puzzle out what it was the pale she had seen. ”I’ve heard of bears walking on their hind legs like that — mostly to itch themselves on a tree,” she professed, thinking that perhaps she had uncovered the mystery. Yet part of her still wanted to chase it — a bear was far more dangerous than some shadow creature.