Noctisardor Bypass all the gold in fort knox

as luck would have it, he was nearby.
he'd left heda to her own devices for a time, allowing her the rest she needed — he was not so cruel as to deny a cow time to replenish her stores — and instead occupied himself by finding a quiet place to pray. she'd caught him amid his wandering, and, as was customary, he dips his head in polite greeting.
ah, you must be druid, his smile is thin-lipped and closed, but friendly. is the day finding you well?