Ravensblood Forest aperitif

It was a good compromise. So long as she was left to her own devices and she remain respectful of this forest, it would be safe for her - and anyone she brought through the area, which was an aspect she had not thought to include. He was being generous; it surprised her to have such an addendum to the agreement, but she would accept. It would be stupid not to.

My name is Stryx. She says. There is a pause if he feels inclined to give his own name or any other details, but whether he does or not, she adds of her own accord - I work alone for the most part. If I should have an accomplice with me in the future, I will let it be known. We will not separate while passing through the forest. That would keep it simple and easy for everyone.

All that said, Stryx rose to her mostly-clean paws and looked southeast within the woods, a determined look on her face, perhaps waiting for a final word before she leave him. We have an agreement, then? With his assertion, Stryx would feel free to depart, but she would wait for confirmation first.