They continued further into the encampment when another voice spoke out towards them, Snow turned her head, noticing it was an Elven male. She offered him a slight bow of her head, a sign of mutual respect between elves. Her new companion noted that she seemed special and it was left at that, they continued on. The traveler seemed to have gained quite the attention with each group he passed, some even offering him small gifts. Finally, they had reached a tent, a guard had let them both in with no contest. Snow was growing more and more intrigued by the moment.<br/><br/>“How strong is your hold on the direwolf?” a voice spoke up.<br/><br/>Snow figured he must have been pretty important but she still let out a low scoff<em>'Do I look like some pet to you?'</em>she thought. Baraxan quickly answered with a laugh and Snow blinked slowly, almost as if she was confirming. Soon, another woman spoke out, asking for more details on the travelers journey. Snow sat down beside him as he recounted the events and more so the dreams.<em>'Did he mention an elven woman...'</em>Snow thought curiously as she listened to his dreams, maybe she was able to send him a sign after all.<br/><br/>Next the tent was silent and the men all stood, bowing to Baraxan. When he tried to speak up, the oracle had cut him off before he had the chance. She began to explain how he was what they called a 'Seer' and that he was rare.<br/><br/>Snow made further notes on her new companion, learning more about him with each day. There was only so much you could learn when you couldn't communicate and ask questions traditionally. It seemed Baraxan had turned to stone with the information that was presented to him, so Snow gave him a slight nudge with her snout.