Silver Creek the kindness of strangers

Surely - she started, a bit flustered now as she'd have to repeat herself. Surely your guards-maiden here - Skylaris was it? - could tell you of my skill. But I will oblige my lady if it pleases her, to say she was irked was an understatement. It was not common in Amaranth's world for the queen or king of a land to be out on patrol, or to be meeting rogues upon the borders themselves! She was thrown for a bit of a loop by the appearance of Spring, as well as her many other family members, and Amaranth felt keenly out-of-place. As I said, I am an herbalist, a druid of my people - a teller of stories, and greatly skilled with tending to others, young and old alike. She had to keep a level head if she were to progress in any manner, here. Amaranth knew she would not survive much longer alone, so playing nice was the key.