You find yourself in Moa's camp. The old bird-woman watches your approach with a sly grin, unslinging her backpack and spreading some items of incredible beauty and rarity on the blankets before her.
"I hope you can tell value when you see it."
You find yourself in Moa's camp. The old bird-woman watches your approach with a sly grin, unslinging her backpack and spreading some items of incredible beauty and rarity on the blankets before her.
"I hope you can tell value when you see it."