The Capital Of Noctis. The Main Tribe. In The Frigid Cold Lands…
"How about him?" Lira nodded lightly in the direction of a lean-muscled Fox elf like her.
"No." Kathelyn replied without missing a beat, making Lira smile wryly, and the old woman seated by the other side of Kathelyn, sigh.
They had been trying for days since she arrived to make her select a man of their tribe of her choosing.
The old woman seated next to her was the 'ancestor' that received a revelation of her arrival. A revelation that had not gone much into the details of what exactly made her special. The only thing she was able to glean from it was that this 'visitor' was very important, and very vital to their survival… if she decided to help them.
This was why after the ancestor received news of a strange person in the borderlands, she had ordered that she be brought here, and also elevated her status to be just below hers.
