Northstar Vale Sweet Taste

The man asked what he might fill their caches with first. Arsenio smiled warmly at him.

There are a number of small game animals, voles and beavers, otters. The trees are shelter to deer. The mountains will bring goats down to feed on the foliage, he gestured toward their natural borders – tall rocky mountain peaks that protected the vale. It was a beautiful territory. The grounds were full of a variety of prey.

Rabbits have been a good hunt in the clearings.

Arsenio wondered what prey the tradesman preferred to stalk. His role as a hunter was a valuable one. The mercenary did not think that he would be poor at tracking any of the creatures that Arsenio had described. Still, he imagined that most hunters had their preferences.

In the early morning hours, when the sun has only just started to share its light… I have seen a stag drink from the water. He is the most curious shade of gold and his head carries many points on his crown. The redstone wolf glanced toward their visitor. I will show him to you tomorrow morning. I do not wish for the stag to be hunted. Is that understood?