Sawtooth Spire maunon

bimbos summit? mahler shot an amused, slightly confused look toward both the boy and heda. "i vill help you. i think it is best you both descend into the hollow of sleepy foxes, vith myself. there i can look after you. my vife and our children are there, just us. ve can also figure out how best to send a message to this ... summit of yours."
the man cleared his throat, rocking back on heavy haunches. he could not very well force either of them, and nor did he wish this. but he did hope that caracal would see reason.
mahler snuck a glance toward heda.