Noctisardor Bypass the humming

Neither Witch nor Druid spoke, which should not have been a surprise to Sequoia, and yet she often forgot they weren't fully formed. With how fast they were growing, it felt like it would be no time before they were towering over her and bossing her around. Right, right. Still working on those things called 'words,' she said with a laugh.

I don't believe we've met. I'm Sequoia, and these little heathens are Druid and Witch. With each name, she pointed her food-covered snout to the children to indicate which was which (or rather, which was Witch and which was Druid).

Witch there is especially outgoing. Druid tends to hang back until she's got the lay of the land. Sequoia smiled, opening the conversation for the new arrival to speak, completely unaware of the history she had with Mahler, Sagtannet, or Rivenwood.