Witch's Marsh with a mind so dark and skin so white

I'm small, too, Bhediya laughed as swung her head over her shoulder. It was one thing that they had in common, even with the varying degrees of dwarfism they each exhibited. The thought of Ibis likely being half the age of the ascetic, yet notably larger in size brought forth another small giggle. 

Shaking her head, Bhediya went on to reply, No. It's been nearly three winters since I left. When I was here, I didn't travel much. Aside from her time at Easthollow and the few trips she'd taken from Morningside, she'd lived as a homebody. Why aren't you with them now? Bhediya continued, wondering what might happen to leave such an inexperienced individual on their own.