Blackfeather Woods birth spite

dwin's frankness is, while surprising, a bit refreshing from the layers each word that seeps from others shes spoken to is veiled in. each word sometimes carrying a doublemeaning. shes learned to understand and even wield that tongue, but theres brevity in the uncomplicated language of woman before her.

mmn.. she nods along to dwin — a younger racharra would've scoffed at the cynicism. i wonder, then. how many of those fairytales became tragedy, and how many remained pure.

i am to go to moontide first, but moonglow is on my next stop. i'll see to it then to find this magical matchmaker. what would this seer find in the nebet? but magic or not, this moonglow woman was a heathen in the eyes of Ra. racharra would still see to it, but take her words more as guidance than fate.
perhaps she just has a keen eye for who would pair best with who. i'm not sure how well it would for an outsider such as myself, but it'll be useful to have i suppose..