Bearclaw Valley roti

Stryx conducted herself in a businesslike manner. Aventus suspected she never said more than she precisely meant to. Once more, he had the sense she was being completely honest. She had a simple reason for being here and an equally simple dedication to her vow. He wondered if this would change when she learned the heart of Ursus.

The water was as cool and clear as the days when Evien tended the cave. No indication that the spoiled stores of Mosskeep had affected its water source. Aventus was relieved. He didn't know the first thing about purifying water.

Stryx busied herself with removing the rotted and dried out vegetation. Aventus almost offered to help, but sensed that perhaps this was a task she would prefer to do alone. Everything about her screamed that she was particular about how things were done. He would only be getting in her way.

Arielle likes to use moss, he said. I will go and gather more to dry for her. Unlike most foliage, it could be recovered with relative ease in the winter, especially being so abundant around Mosskeep. Mostly, he just wanted an excuse to leave Stryx to the more delicate work.