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Perhaps I can help you, the woman offered, upon which Saga looked expectantly at her; it was curious to phrase things like that, as if she needed aid, but perhaps she did. Meeting others had never been a comfortable thing for the dark girl, and she was in this strange new place -- but the more the woman spoke, the odder things sounded. Especially when Starbuck labelled herself as a witch, a soothsayer. If you do not wish to meet Laerke, nor any of the wolves of Donnelaith, I can help you find the way forward --

A witch? Saga parroted, and her little voice sounded as if it had strengthened in resolve, but perhaps it was merely her curiosity. She licked her lips again as if to speak, yet fell silent and thoughtful, for she did not wish to say the wrong thing. Saga had never truly met a witch before; her special moniker (granted due to the elders believing she was touched in some way, spiritually, or supernaturally) had never held much weight to her. Yet now, within the company of a self-proclaimed seiðr, she was oddly unnerved. The girl managed to drum up enough courage to ask, Are there many of you in this place? These wilds, or.. Or that which you named, Donnelaith?

Truthfully, she did not know how to process the information that had been granted to her. A part of her wished to flee and not think about it; another was keen to understand and to learn, for she had been raised among the tales of supernatural things and had plenty of her own strange dreams to make her eager for it.

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