Barrow Fields i hunt my wild god

The brute speaks in the common tongue to announce he does not know their language beyond the obvious necessity of their ranks. Steltrona. She raises a brow and looks at him and finds it easy to believe. His  scars tell a curious story that she does not ask about and by default of higher rank, she bows her head slightly.
 
“Yes,” she response, though says nothing else. He offers to come along and she glances off for her son, nowhere to be seen, and then beckons him to follow after. “I am Helix.”