Nimbus Summit Blow me away

"I'll tell you what I know, yes." Nyra agreed idly, turning to face Whrist as she sat down "I believe the Captive's name is... Simmik? To my knowledge, she's still within the Strath, but our Grandmaster has been allowing her to roam, it seems. At least as long as she's close by to himself..." With a shake of her pelt, the Harbinger looked out over the northern tip of the lake  and the fuzzy horizon line. 
"What else? You said there were a few other things, yeah?" 

Unsure if they would have any company soon, Nyra kept one ear turned toward the wilds sharing the side of the Weir