Deepwood Weald camp crystal lake

The name's mentioned were somewhat familiar, prompting another nod from Waawaashkeshi. Yes - I met her during a women's circle. She told stories of your mother. It was had to forget - she had gone to Moonglow in search of knowledge, and that was one of the few things she had gained before being pulled away,

At the mention of tale's, the gilded woman was quick to brighten up. I come from the Summerwalker's, in the north. She responded, a hint of pride in her tone. My mother was a storyteller. If you wish for a tale, I have many.

Her mind set on the berries, she was content to settle in front of him now.