Redhawk Caldera Pearly Showers

Fin considered Birk's comments thoughtfully. "Actually, it could," she replied, smirking slightly as her gaze flickered between his face and damaged ears, "If you can say helpful things, you might make a good counselor. Or if bullshit's more your speed, chronicler could be better." Of course, part of chronicle-ing dealt with history and facts and not so much bullshit. But Fin didn't bother to expand - he'd decide what he wanted on his own.

She gave him an encouraging nod at his idea to follow those with trades around. "Well, you're welcome to watch me beat shit up anytime you want," Fin commented lightly, "Both of my sons like caring for the puppies, so you could go to work with them for a day as well. And if I'm not mistaken, you may already have a bit of a taste of what it's like to be a healer from watching Raven."