[ He wrinkles his nose as he pushes himself to his feet and motions for her to follow. Even from here, the thin curl of smoke from his lodge could be seen, a beckoning warmth offering shelter. ]

Neither, really. Some mortals got tangled up with a particularly nasty demigod. Fortunately, I was close enough to intervene. But it wasn't exactly what I'd been out there looking for to begin with, so it was more of a detour than I was anticipating.

What about you? What brings you up my mountain on this fine day?

[ It's actually pretty chilly, considering it's always winter up here. And covered in snow. But that still counts as fine weather in his estimation. He really doesn't miss the desert climate of the Free Cities at all. ]