Bronsk
The young nord scratches the stubble on his chin reflectively. "It'll be hard to get lost: I can retrace our footsteps as wolf." he makes a face "Not that iz pleasant."
Bronsk
The young nord scratches the stubble on his chin reflectively. "It'll be hard to get lost: I can retrace our footsteps as wolf." he makes a face "Not that iz pleasant."
If there's nothing out there, then what was that noise?