Redsand Canyon trapper

Aquene had been minding her own business. She had been rushing to make sure she had all of the appropriate herbs ready for the Lady Ruenna for her tinctures to assist with conception. It was one of the grittier parts of medicine, and one she took quite seriously. She was carrying a small bundle back towards the stores when she heard a rumble, a deep sound that she did not recognize, her gaze turning to settle on the man.
 
He must be new. She had made an effort to learn all of the faces, especially those who had been there awhile… it seemed like more soldiers were flowing in by the day, and with it seemed to come more testosterone. Great. The thought crossed her mind. That was precisely what they needed. The sarcasm was amusing to her own mind.
 
She slowly set the bundle down, offering a kind smile in return. If Germanicus and Ruenna had accepted him into the ranks, then that was simply enough to appease her curiosity of his worth. “Hello.” She greeted as she made a formal introduction. “Are you a new auxiliary? My name is Aquene, I am Mereo’s healer.” If it weren’t obvious enough from the heavy scent of herbs on her pelt.