Blaidd sat on the edge of a nearby ruined pillar, watching you with a neutral expression. You had been waiting at the Forsaken Ruins for some time. He was very much against going here, he especially did not like waiting

"We should move sometime. I do not like it here."

The half-wolf grumbled as he set his royal greatsword aside, staring off into the darkness of the surrounding ruins

"It is cold here too."