"Yes I am here!"
Hersh's voice cut through the storm. Their figure emerged with a wave as they made it to the rise. They crouched next to the group, looking toward Marisa. As if reading her mind they smiled wide, looking through them. They jerked their head toward Darkstride as if to say "Do...
Hersh trudged across the snow with their hood above their head. It had been a long time since they had been to this frozen waste, but home is home, and they still remembered well how to walk over the snow.
Nord blood helped, though, as their cold blooded drake peeked out from under the front...
Hersh giggled at the profanity
"Ahh, the common tongue, even better. I thought they'd be too isolated for that."
Hersh clapped their hands together lightly at the mention of pits and snow shelves, though they knew the ground would be too solid for a pit. Deepfall oil truly caught their...
Hersh took turns feeding a piece of bread to their drake and to themself. They stared at the map, remembering the layout of their home country with a partial fondness. It had been years since they'd been here, but years couldn't make one forget the Tusk.
"Frightening" They said with a gentle...
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