Gyrfalcon's Keep Hrafn Vǫrðr

This woman's clan had once been great. But it withered, broken by hatred, consumed by death. Asvoria could not relate to this feeling, but she could still sympathize.

If you wish to walk with us, you have my blessing. How could she dare refuse? They were knowledgeable and willing. There was no better combination. 

We have a talented healer with us already, and I would prefer to expand our fillings to other, waiting roles. What others skills may you provide to us, or what of those you may aspire or be willing to learn? They would not be forced into a role they did not desire, but Asvoria would not see a role filled that was not needed.