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a smile ticked to life on silvertongue's wry mouth, as she shared this hope. "there are a lot of names to remember, wren," she said, perhaps experiencing a true moment of graciousness as her trepidation about akavir and arric dissipated, albeit with a mental note that said review. "kvarsheim, and it is led by gunnar, taktuq, and tauris. they are good hunters and traders also. riverclan is myself and ash paw, founded by crowfeather. and yes, we have many healers here. three at last count." silvertongue did count kelsier in such a number. "swiftcurrent creek is known for its strong warriors, having won their land in a vicious fight," she added for dramatic effect, though her curiosity was visibly roused. "are you in need of something from riverclan, señorita?"