Mudminnow River can't hear you now

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Eilidh had not been long playing in the water when a distinctly unique figure wandered past her diving spot. She paused, watching the woman head toward her slightly, eying her from the side. Eilidh had never met her before, but somehow this dark-faced woman knew of her, or at least acted like she might know her somehow. The Mayfair healer paused in her frolicking and watched the woman walk by, her gaze darkening as she stalked past.

Two fish filled her mouth, and that coupled with her no-nonsense look thrown Eilidh's way indicated that this woman was hungry, and likely bringing food home for her babes. Though her own gaunt frame could use the meat, she softly offered, I could catch more for you, if you'd like. Her emerald gaze looked pointedly at the fish in her mouth before returning to her face. I well remember the months of famine in these parts, and my father would want me to aide others if I could. Eilidh hadn't spoken to anyone this long in quite some time, but what she said was true: Lasher would want her to help others in any way she could, and return the balance of peace to a world long at war.