Northstar Vale Sleep off the destruction

Leathery lips tugged downward to mirror that of the fiery cast away's own frown, heart distressed in the unfortunate truth that there was little to nothing he could do to aid the man in his troubles. The cuts would heal on their own given time so that was not to cause worry, but rather that Dagwood himself was new to these lands and could offer no assistance in pointing the bronzed male to wherever it is he might seek.

How u s e l e s s the druid felt now.

As lips parted to reveal what truth he had to offer, a familiar voice interrupted the scene and caused his attention to swing toward the scarred crown of the court. His jaws immediately drew shut as he offered a greeting towards the pale maiden before once again, turning his sights toward to the stranger.