Sawtooth Spire just what i had in mind

Quell nodded. She wasn't particularly well-versed in medical knowledge, though she knew basic first aid, and water was often a key element. Frozen water, in this case, could provide both cleansing and relief. The youth noted the pink stain in the otherwise pristine white snow and that helped quash any last urge to giggle. She was glad her pack mate—Ainhoa, she called herself—wasn't badly injured but she still felt bad.

"I'm not sure about the other way around," the teenager quipped, thinking of the double assault on her poor olfactory tissues, "but it's nice to meet you. So you weren't either Courtfall or Diaspora?" she inquired, having been given a brief history of the very recent merger by her father during her initial tour. It was kind of neat to run into someone else who was purely Sagtannet. "What brought you here?"