Neverwinter Forest Bring on disaster

Kas knew only what her father taught her about healing wounds in battle, and nothing about the slow and deliberate healing arts that others employed. She could dress a wound and set a bone, but above that, Kaskara was useless. But that didn't stop her from being curious, or from wondering which plants would help a stomach ache, or would settle a racing heart. She didn't know the answers yet, but she knew that somebody would teach her one of these days.

Kaskara excelled in few things, but one of those was loyalty. Love. Trust. Family. She was a skilled fighter, too, and loved to range and learn about others. These skills had been dormant for some time, but she hoped with her children quickly growing, she would resume these beloved activities again. Kas paused in her rounds when she came upon a dark child. Hello, she said softly, wondering who this child was, and why she was in their territory unaccompanied. Kas hadn't seen the girl before, but lately had been occupied with finding any sign of Rannoch. So far there was none, but she was confident they'd find him.