The Sentinels a friend in need is a friend indeed, a friend with weed is better

the man listened, returning the bow before trying firmly to make sense of the other's words. 'caiaphas' was recognizable, as well as the title that the saltwinter guard had given the druid himself. a series of moments passed as taltos mulled what he had deciphered in his mind, smiling apologetically at the agouti brute. "you wish to make a trade .... one of your own is injured? and caiaphas is ... sad?" he posited hopefully, anticipating a shake of the head and a retranslation of what had already been said.