Falls of the Hinterlands and if i took on the planet

It seemed that it was the Nightwalkers' profession that what she found worth noting, and he nodded, though did not rush with further detail because he had little to give. Since they had not raised the red flags of concern for him, he didn't view the mercenaries as inherently bad, raised up among warriors himself, imbued with a healthy understanding of what it meant to earn the right to peace--but he understood too that this put him better equipped to deal with any cases that did go wrong.

Jarilo accepted her reply, though, despite his curiosities. Understandable--I have no idea what's out there even, let alone who's living there. Can't say I often have any business this way at all, he mentioned, not that he was often the roaming sort in the first place. A little scouting here and there, sure, but he didn't set out to make habits out of it. I'm not sure what else has gone on at the coast or in the other direction, further into the flatlands towards the Sunspire. I occasionally hear of some groups coming through so who knows what has stuck, he rolled his shoulders, largely indifferent so long as it all gave Moonspear a wide berth. Seems to be that most don't last that long though, he supposed, viewing it in the long run from up on their roost of a mountain. Time would have to tell if even their most recent neighbors would come to last.