It was a surprisingly calm and enjoyable journey to Northfall. The northern lands hadn't reached their peak of harsh weather as of yet, which meant that he could admire the somewhat icy landscape as they went up the mountain trail. Not too far off, he could hear the sound of water running. A waterfall perhaps within the mountain? Oberon continued to follow WArdruna up the trail, soon confirming the waterfall for himself. It was a pretty sight, making him glad that this was going to hopefully be his new home.

His guide then came to a slow stop, raising her head to let out a call for her brother and king. Oberon waited paitently, though tried to be stoic and put together the whole time. After a few minutes of waiting, the King made himself known. Friend indeed. I am Oberon, great King of Northfall. I just met your sister a while ago. She tells me of your pack and I wish to join your ranks. Perhaps I can be of great use to you. Oberon looked to Wardruna, hoping that she would speak in good nature of him. After all, she was partially his ticket into this new land.