Ibis Islands

Álarr watched the woman quietly as she stepped forward and asked if he was enjoying the sun. He nodded lightly. She didn't seem to be much of a danger and he was so comfortable in the sand he rather hated to get up. "Yes, thought I'd soak up the sun while we have it." It had been a rather wet fall but he was complaining. With all the cold, winter weather they'd had to deal with dry weather as well. A healthy rain might help the plant life for the next spring. "What brings you out this way? My name is Álarr Imperialis." He didn't notice any pack scent on the strange woman.