[Gren's wandered out onto the lake to take a look; the ice is thick enough that he's not too worried about breaking through, and even if it did, the cold water wouldn't be too much of an issue for him. One of the few benefits of being a weird, old water monster thing that just looks like a human.]
[He's looking down at the ice, trying to discern what sort of things are swimming underneath the frozen surface. They're big, and probably nasty because that's the kind of luck that they all have, but sometimes it's worthwhile to risk hunting large game.]
[Gren looks up when he's addressed by this clean-cut looking guy.]
Yeah, I see 'em. [He walks a few steps, following the path that one of the shadows swims in until it slips too deep to see.] Fuckin' shit-ton of ice to get through, though.
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[He's looking down at the ice, trying to discern what sort of things are swimming underneath the frozen surface. They're big, and probably nasty because that's the kind of luck that they all have, but sometimes it's worthwhile to risk hunting large game.]
[Gren looks up when he's addressed by this clean-cut looking guy.]
Yeah, I see 'em. [He walks a few steps, following the path that one of the shadows swims in until it slips too deep to see.] Fuckin' shit-ton of ice to get through, though.