Heron Lake Plateau but as for me and my house, we will serve the lord

Late reply because I am horrible.

The face was vaguely familiar, but his scent was unmistakable. If there was anything that Blondine was good for, it was keeping track of her elders — whether in age or rank — even when the effort was one-sided. Southern manners, I suppose. Howdy, Blondine replied cheerfully, rising up onto all fours, Didn't see you comin'.

Figuring that he had no idea who she was, Blondine thought to introduce herself before diving any further into the conversation. I'm Blondine. Blondine Abernathy. One of your healers, but yet without a specialty.