Meadowlark Prairie keep quiet, nothing comes as easy as you

Rough, worn, tattered. She had seen the conditions upon others but never once had she come across such a stranger in this state. Amun had been lost, the earthy woman an explorer, a pale wraith a hungry fisher. They all had their stories but she felt none of them came close to this ghoul. Perhaps, just perhaps, she should have waded with some caution in this situation. Oh but the earth was falling apart and she knew everyone needed to band together in these times. So she uttered a familiar word to the woman. Help?