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DO YOU MIND IF I WILD OUT

AUBERON -- MASC/NONB. -- THE FROSTBLOWN -- SAGE -- MEDIUM DIFFICULTY

"The pleasure is mine, Arlo Maximus", he would rumble before tipling his head deeper into their territory. The snows were still present, there were few months where it left this land. "Follow me, we can speak in my hut.", he would chuff in answer as he turned to lead the way back to their camp.

Business was best handled somewhere comfortable. He hid his disgruntled feelings about not having offered a place to converse earlier on. There was always something to improve upon. Swiping his tongue over his jaws, he would let his gaze flick to Horizon and Jadeire, "We would be willing to shelter you for the night as well. The mountains are dangerous when the sun is swallowed, even for those who know them by heart.", he would offer softly. It wasn't quite an offer, nor a threat. He wouldn't give them a guide to leave the territory when they eventually took their leave. Their potential allies needed to prove their own wits and strengths to him, to further confirm if he would accept an allied relationship with them. "Are those who accompany you, your advisors, Arlo? It may be best to summon my own if they are to be in conversation with us."

#psychosocial.