[Ianchus recognizes that voice, though it's usually warmer in tone. Still, he has no illusions of what Ravine is; he also has been in enough dangerous areas to know that when someone tells you something like that, you listen.
His hand drops to the sword at his hip as a silent response, his breath coming out in a soft hiss; him, ever so mortal and filled with blood, between two predators. Ianchus is a daredevil, but he feels fear as acutely as ever, particularly in the cold.]
Outskirts
His hand drops to the sword at his hip as a silent response, his breath coming out in a soft hiss; him, ever so mortal and filled with blood, between two predators. Ianchus is a daredevil, but he feels fear as acutely as ever, particularly in the cold.]