no noted skill

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it was a more than fine attempt, and elk charm's ears swiveled in pleasure, eyes following the line of wardruna's gaze toward the mountains. ah. so she was like geirmundr, perhaps, a wolf of icy places? involuntarily she shivered, thinking of how pleased she was to have found the valley and her people at last. more. she said this carefully aloud, understanding its tone.
there was more to give if she brought feathers.
a moment, and then she happily nodded her head. for now she had nothing else, and sharadoii did not borrow on future-claims. a light frustration billowed but did not stoke, quelled by the sudden realization that she wanted to learn the common tongue. now, what would wardruna trade for that and how could she ask this?

skill: curator

Wardruna smiles as the dark trader agrees. Of course Sheauga surely liked more then just feathers, but the image of having a den floor completely covered in them for her surprise amused Wardruna greatly.

Trader, return? Her muzzle tipping to the peaks again, North-fall. The viking would not understand the request forming in the other's head, but maybe this agreement was already in the making as they swapped a pigeon speech.