Firefly Glen [PHE] Hand carved

A tall, obsidian clad man took notice to his lingering. Ujurak made no move to hide from him, there was no sense it. He had wanted to talk to a healer eventually anyway. Instead, Ujurak sat upright and returned the smile that was given to him.

Hallo, Alaric. I am Ujurak Loðbrók. I am one of three brothers that lead a pack across the mountains to the east, Kvarsheim. He tipped his nose to the horizon behind the man. Returning his gaze upon the man, Ujurak continued, I had hoped to locate a healer that may impart some of their knowledge onto me. I don't anticipate it to be learned quickly, and I know it is late in the season for most plants, but it is not a skill we have many capable of. We have had one girl join recently with knowledge of plants, but it is not a responsibility she should have alone.

Ujurak would have added that it also wasn't her place to be a sole caretaker of the pack's health, but he knew that as young as he was it would be hypocritical to say so.