Qeya River Ikayuak

He knew enough. He would be able to help, he was sure of it - he refused to be useless. "I do - I took some berries that may help with it on my way here."

He seemed to perk up once he realized that he could help, yet kept his head lowered so as to keep himself polite.

He had been lucky this time, he thought. If he was going to be here for long it may be a good idea to track down the old man and his healer friend.