[ The voice that responds from the darkness is perhaps not comforting, but it is familiar. ]
Hello, Wan.
[ The Outsider sounds just as monotonous as he had back in Caer Scima. If he is cold, there isn't any sign of it in his voice; no teeth chattering, no slight tremble. He does not move from his place in the darkness, hands behind his back as he looks at the shrine. Unlike at Caer Scima, he is alone; the four Maidenfish and two wolfhounds are nowhere to be seen, even if the sun were to rise at that very moment. ]
Keeping warm? The King of Birds does seem rather intent on forcing all to freeze. For what, I wonder?
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Hello, Wan.
[ The Outsider sounds just as monotonous as he had back in Caer Scima. If he is cold, there isn't any sign of it in his voice; no teeth chattering, no slight tremble. He does not move from his place in the darkness, hands behind his back as he looks at the shrine. Unlike at Caer Scima, he is alone; the four Maidenfish and two wolfhounds are nowhere to be seen, even if the sun were to rise at that very moment. ]
Keeping warm? The King of Birds does seem rather intent on forcing all to freeze. For what, I wonder?