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Oh? That this one deferred to another was surprising. He did not seem the type to follow anyone. The call went up, and a girl emerged quickly enough.

She was much younger than the wraith at the gates.

You are the physician? Sighing with open disdain, Stryx did not wait to see if the man would sell her like snake oil, and spoke for herself. This was not the first time she had made a deal with pack wolves.

Your grandfather here, a pivot of one ear towards the one-eyed thing, thinks you need teaching. Girl, what do you know of mothers? Childbirth? What plants can make blood quick to flow, and what can stop it? These she asked in rapid succession; but she did not wait for answers.

I am Stryx. I can teach you these things - for a price. Food, shelter from the season.

It was frustrating enough that she had to sell herself this way, but there was little choice.