Redsand Canyon it's awfully groovy seeing all the treasure and the booty

Nyra noted his excitement and smiled in an almost motherly manner. 
This kid is going to die. 
She thought this, but in Val she could see potential, the eagerness to do good and to please. 
But she needed him to understand the great heavyness of his staying. 

"Yes, I will teach you. But I must be clear - going to war means you could die. It means any of us could. But if you know how to fight, or at least defend yourself well, then the chances of being killed are less. But never nonexistent. I myself am a mercenary, I bear many scars and will likely obtain many more, but even I am not invincible. No creature is." Nyra said, a seriousness to her voice now, so Val might see the stakes. 
Her intense gaze, however, remained kind. 

"If you are willing to stay, and learn, despite these things, then I will show you to our main den site."