Neverwinter Forest Would you accept someone like me?

Her talents, while impressive, weren’t necessarily useful to the forest wolves, only in the sense that they did not have a healer. His eyebrows arched upward as he considered this, studying careful the dark girl with frosted eyes.
 
“We do not have a healer,” he clarified to her, but gave a nod toward the direction of the forest. “But I see no reason that we would turn away youthful potential from our pack, as long as you remain useful.” He paused then, before offering a light nod. “I’m Scimitar, Alpha of these forests.”