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This is the place, this is the time. Bring us up into the light; up through the ashes. Let the one who will rule be born. Let us serve the Lord of the Ashes!

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The girl seemed shaken by his questioning. She took a step back and uncrossed her arms, her eyes moving around nervously. "Um..s-sorry!" she apologized quickly, the tone of her voice reading unease, like her body language. Faust furrowed his brow. While the tone of her skin seemed what was common to this region of the world, the Viking had the strange inclination that she was not initially of these parts. Nor for very long. "Ah..n-nothing at all, I-I apologize." she stammered, repeating her apology.

Faust was about to speak when he heard a growl from her feet. His eyes lowered quickly and landed on what looked like a dog. He recognized it from his days in Nalla, where dogs were common. Of course you didn't see many in the north. For the most part all one saw were the huge wolves that lived in the forests and mountains. It had taken a defensive - maybe even frightened - stance, not growling at Faust as he had originally thought. The girl looked behind Faust before crouching down and petting her dog, "Down, Kiba." she commanded. Faust turned slightly and saw what the dog was growling at. Standing beside Fei'eth was one of the great wolves of the north.

Faust chuckled and was about to turn back to the girl when Fei'eth spoke, "Are you from around here I just moved in last night, and I am looking for a restaurant. Preferably one my large friend will be fed at as well."

"Sorry, I'm not from around here." the girl said quickly.

Faust glanced back at her before redirecting his attention to Fei'eth, "There's bound to be a tavern here that would have something large and possibly quite bloody for your friend." he said, indicating the wolf. "Though you may have to pay extra. I'm just passing through, but I've seen taverns do so before." he explained. The huge mountain cities of the Hieme were complex marvels of architecture. There the wolf riders were most common, and any pub or tavern would feed wolves for a lower price than the villages around the mountains. Faust turned back to the girl, "Sorry, my name is Faust Szevn. And you are . . ?"