Return to the Homeland

"Jouko Aldfinnr." Dragon's head tilted at the males introduction, a younger male judging by the the sound of his voice. So the kid was a healer? He supposed he would have asked him if he knew of some sort of trick that restored sight, but he doubted such a thing truly existed. The earthen male would come to accept the fact that he would never see again, and while that thought was depressing, it wouldn't quite dampen his mood. "Dragon Ancora," The newcomer seemed nice enough, his tone seemed friendly. But still, Dragon had learned not to trust so easily anymore. "What brings you to the North, Jouko? I imagine it's not just a leisurely stroll...exploring maybe?" He hadn't talked to many strangers since he left Auster, and he felt suddenly awkward with conversation. Perhaps it was just him though, having decided to seclude himself for some time after recovering from losing his pack.