Barrow Fields wayward

Weird, Aureli supposed, was one of the more neutral insults he'd been paid. Still, he gave a shake of his head.

"I have taken my vows," he replied, not quite contrite. But — "If you are hungry, I wouldn't mind a hunt. But I cannot settle where my skills are not being used or honed."

"What is your name?" he asked her, hoping to get off the subject of settling. He did not offer his own; he was only a healer. His name did not matter.