Northstar Vale vivid echoes of the dream on his mind

Wrappin’ up per request!

Help?

Does he want it? He shifts, uncertain whether he wishes to accept such a thing from a stranger. It feels weak, makes him vulnerable in the moment, yet the Wayfarer knows that he isn’t a healer. There may not be an opportunity like this again.

So he accepts with a half-shrug, and follows the Court’s leader deeper into the Vale. The visit is short, enough that the Wayfarer feels pampered and refreshed, yet he refuses to stick around for too long. That itch in his feet to keep moving overwhelms.