Wheeling Gull Isle from water we are born

Aiolos had to admit, it was quite the introduction. Fitting with a proper surname and telling of her art from the land which she reigned from. Aiolos had long abandoned the family name which, according to him being a basterd, he was not deserving by standard. He was just Aiolos, the basterd, former slave. He could have laughed at the thought but held back, of course. 

She is quick, straight to the point and in so wasting no one's time. Already he knows where she is from, her name, skills and how she is of relation to their new member although he couldnt exactly place what a 'heda' was. Not to mention, she also came with an offering, a collection of herbs which no doubt would be useful to the ranks. 

I thank for your openness and honesty, Natshana. He first allows. This is all he says at the moment as Aiolos could hear another's approach. His amber gaze turned up, Hua was making way into their direction. He listens to his Empress with a pleasant smile once she made it to the little group. She spoke that she trusted Priam's judgement and that they needed healers.  

Hua is right. And even if he did not ever believe her so, wouldn't say it publically, especially to someone outside of their ranks. We have a number of wolves here with fighting tact and so a medic to treat them after battle is of course, desirable. Some still were training and others better of it, though as Orochi was their lead warrior once more it would be his responsibility to assess them, especially if they were called to war. This, and I have no reason to keep you separated from your family. Unlike his current situation. I'd like to welcome you then as one of our own.