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

lasher nodded at another near-unintelligible string of words from the man. "a cat." what had it been doing upon the coast, and did it remain? making a mental note to double the patrols along their borders, the druid spoke, rather flattered by the accented wolf's claim that he was close unto caiaphas. "my mate is our healer, but she is indisposed as of late. perhaps my daughter can be of assistance. do you need only herbs or a healer to visit this hurt companion of saltwinter?" eilidh would be of help, but he was loathe to send her unaccompanied, even to the priestess' encampment.