The Point of Return

Ezra chuckled and nodded as his new acquaintance agreed that spacing out was not good for hunting and mentioned how prey would take advantage of that. "Yeah, that's for sure." Usually he was a lot better about being aware of his surroundings and paying attention as he looked for things to hunt, but his mind was a bit more distracted than he realized. Luckily, it didn't seem like he had bothered this woman too much with his accidental intrusion. She seemed friendly enough, but he honestly had just expected to maybe exchange a few pleasantries just in case they happened to run into each other again and be on his way. Those plans changed slightly when she responded to his introduction by questioning his last name with surprise, clearly recognizing it from somewhere. He knew from what he had heard from his father that the Adravendi family had been quite large at one point, but he hadn't really met any relatives outside of his siblings yet.

His brows lifted with surprise when she informed him that her uncle and grandmother both had the name Adravendi as well. Well, that meant that the two of them were at least related in some shape or form then! He didn't know how closely related yet, but considering this was his first time meeting another relative in the wilds like this it was pretty exciting! It was interesting that her mother didn't use the name Adravendi if her uncle did, but he knew families and names and all of that could get a bit tricky sometimes. She introduced herself as Memento Mori and then asked who his parents were. "Ulric and Azariah," he replied easily, having no problem sharing that information with her. "Though my father, Ulric, is the one that the Adravendi name came from." He was interested to see if that helped her connect the dots between them or not. He had heard some other names in his father's stories and explanations of their family so if that didn't do it maybe he could dig some of those out of his memory.

"Ezra Adravendi"