Redsand Canyon vernarbung

Her gaze averted and headed towards the ground when he warned her it was not her fault. “It certainly felt like it was.” Of course she had also been blamed for it by her father, whom in the same breath as scolding her for losing her mother had informed her that she was to be married. It had all been much for a young yearling to handle.
 
Her eyes softened and her gaze came up at the mention of losing children. “I am sorry… losing anyone is difficult, but children… it is a cruel fortune to befall them and any healer.” She offered softly with a frown on her features, finding a form of kindred spirit with the accented man in front of her.
 
Poppy? The explanation brought a perk of her ears and she nodded. “I try to avoid prescribing poppy too much because it can be very addictive in nature… but I am running low on the small supply I do have. I would love to establish a trade. The canyon carries a lot of anti-infection medicine, especially ergot and prairie crocus… perhaps we could trade you some of that?”