Bearclaw Valley saturn

The call from the borders sparked resentment in her heart. Who had come to the valley? Another traitor who would pretend to be worthy until it no longer suited them? She thought it was likely. She made her way there, anyway. She was at mosskeep, so the trek there didn't take her very long.

She strode gracefully from the shadows, her expression menacing as she took in the stranger. She studied him shrewdly for a few silent moments, unsure if she would ask questions or go for his throat; the latter was probably where it would end up anyway.

You have requested judgement from the bear. She was feeling merciful today. Why.