The Sentinels Hi-dilly-ho, neighborino!

at the others promise, deirdre nodded. for she knew skellige would make right what the other would intend to make wrong, if that was the womans true purpose. word meant much to the girl, but she did not want to be naive and harm another. at the others finishing words, deirdre bid her to wait just a moment with a small gesture, and retreated into donnelaith. it was not quite so far, but deirdre found the plant the other had requested, and fished out precisely what the other woman had asked for. 

deirdre gripped it carefully, salivating around it and letting her drool ooze to the earth rather than swallowing it. the scent and the sight of it was exactly as the other had described, and the former twas not a bad thing, really. she placed it before doe and nosed it gently in her direction. you stand before donnelaith, she informed, the winds stirring behind her softly, and i am deirdre stella mayfair. at this the winds blew louder as though applauding the very name she spoke, and the breeze grew so strong that some branches arched so that it might appear that they moved in something of a bow for her. deirdre expected to be informed more of this thing she had brought the other, as the other had told her she would when she had it.