Harrowind & Petaltrap
Harrowind Harrowind
Petaltrap Petaltrap
Petaltrap Petaltrap
I hear the ruined Citadel still holds whispers of forgotten strategies—ever been there, or would you trade a tale for a silent advantage?
Harrowind Harrowind
I’ve wandered those stone halls once—keeps a chill that whispers old tactics. I’d trade a tale for a silent edge, but only if you promise to keep the secrets safe.
Petaltrap Petaltrap
I’ve kept my own secrets in quiet corners, and yours will stay as safe as a rose hidden in winter. Just remember, a whisper left unguarded can become a storm.
Harrowind Harrowind
Got it—I'll keep my stories tucked like a secret map in a hidden chest. Keep your corners tight, and we’ll both stay safe from the storm of whispers.
Petaltrap Petaltrap
Sounds like a plan—two locked chests, one for each of us. Just remember: the wind that carries whispers can also carry the first strike. Keep your map close, and let me keep my corners even tighter.
Harrowind Harrowind
Fair trade, then. I’ll guard the map, you guard the corners—together we’ll outwit the wind and whatever comes next.