Blacktail Deer Plateau and i’ll be right outside your front door on my 12 speed

Faces came and went within Rusalka as of late. A bunch of females just vanished, while others had joined swiftly after. Rosencrantz paid them no mind. He simply sat at the borders, chasing away any figures that wandered too near, and hunted for himself when the need arose. With prey returning, he had filled out once more and no longer the skeletal figure of who he once was. 

Though Rose didn't involve himself in much; but one figure, in particular, caught his attention. A pregnant female who clearly wasn't in love with the idea of bringing new life. He made himself sick off of herbs. Putting the foetus at risk on top of his own life. With a less than impressed expression on how the dark figure looked now, Rosencrantz approached and began to speak for the first time in what felt like an eternity. 

You're destroying the child too by doing this. The frown was deep on his face. He wasn't an emotional man, perhaps it was his age showing - but even he saw the beauty of bringing new life into the world. It was a blessing to be a part of such a thing.