The Sentinels little lost witch

Her eyes went wide, the name he gave shooting through her. He spoke the truths - the things she knew in her core. The promises of a covenant she held with the Earth, the council she kept in secrecy. Rowan swallowed thickly, she felt the shift in the air, the very wind singing it's whispers to them. His eyes - they were a depths she had not experienced before. "And so I was bid to come here, I was lead here to grow." Rowan intoned. "Arrived amidst the death to help bring forth life anew." 

The little witch, though many moons dormant, had a power that was all her own. Carefully reared, though smuggled away and raised under secrecy. Rowan's eyes were wide, though fearless. "Je le sens. Il y a une vie ici - souterrain. Les graines , ils vont grandir." And she - she would do her part to make them grow. All she needed was the doorway opened.