Skar points out the relative sizes of the footprints as the others discuss next steps and Utra begins turning toward her mind of research. "There is being giants maybe. I am thinking they did making this structure, not the Orc who sways in wind. I have been hearing of such things in far places before."

Leaving the others to ponder the information he'd offered and to bring down the body, Skar collects several pouchfuls of berries and roots and tests the water in the clear river with the tips of his fingers. He takes a deep breath through his nose at the frigidness of the water, smelling its purity, and then plunges his hand in and deftly catches up a decently sized fish.

He calls out to the others, "This water is being very clean. I am filling up my waterskins for the goings ahead. And..." he pauses a moment to whisper a muttering of blessing in Auran to the fish before sharply cracking its skull against a rock. "I am catching dinner."