Emberflame Ridge We're Off To See The Wizard, The Wonderful Wizard Of- No!

Harlyn smiled, but it was a bittersweet one as she wondered when, if ever, she would manage the journey to Moonspear. Mordecai would have gone, without a doubt. Perhaps he would have even taken Silas with him, in some other alternate reality where they had never left the Hollow and still lived there, safe and happy and whole. Things were a far cry from that dream, though. Still, the druid sent a silent prayer to her gods that perhaps they may yet reclaim at least a small shred of that happiness again.

"Thank you," she said before stalling, watching as he turned to head off. She had not gotten his name, but she let it go as he was already departing. With a turn back towards the Keep, she began to make the slow trek back to her son.