This Guy Has Some 'Isms" I've Never Even Heard Of

Lynvarr started the climb up the Dreamer's Col. The jagged mountains rose high above them but they'd need to climb at one point or another to reach his den at the peak of the waterfall. He paused for a moment to mark a scraggly pine tree with his claws as he answered Shilah's question. "Well, not for some time now. We're promised to each other but we can't be wed til I can produce the proper dowry. I have only a few seasons left to do so or… well, it won't happen." He hadn't come from a particularly well off family where as his lover had. It was just one of those things and there was very little he could do about. He supposed he was dallying to long, getting lost in adventure when he should be focusing on making his fortune. Now that they were climbing up above the trees he could see the clouds on the horizon more clearly.