Meadowlark Prairie Skugge

The stranger wants to offer Berserkir assistance. A dozen questions pop into the warrior’s head. Why are the wolves around here so hospitable? What makes this woman think she needs first aid? Having spent years as a fighter, she knows the value of a doktor.

You have food? she finds herself asking in her thick accent, though Tavina had only mentioned water and a place to rest. What is this? Akashingo? she adds, curious despite herself.

If she engages this dark healer, she doesn’t have to think about Eventyr or her failed mission, at least for a few minutes.