The brown male turn towards him and begins a walk closer. If Roheryn wasn't a confident man he might high tail it back to the sea, but he stays put. The pale and ivory mutt stands his gaurd and watches the Clydesdale was cautious eyes. Thankfully, the large stallion didn't seem too hostile, but Roheryn wouldn't out his gaurd down just yet. This was still unknown territory. The stallion says his name and mentions he was only the advisor here. Roheryn wonders if this Bjorn was just as mighty in looks.


He nods his smaller skull at the stallion respectively. Osiris then asks what brings him here and Roheryn wasn't one to make him wait long. "My name is Roheryn de Mikhail of the Badlands. I have come looking for a mare named Dahlia. If you know a mare by that name I would be grateful to know if she is alright. I've been sent on a misson by her twin sister to find her." He didn't mind giving the details of his journey to this brute. Afterall, he would never find Dalia or Primrose if he kept his mouth shut. "I am also looking for my cousin Primrose. Do you know of anyone by that name?"

He was hopeful that he would eventually find a lead somewhere. He waits patiently for the stallion's answer, still hanging onto hope both were alright.


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