Whitebark Stream I saw you on the way back

A pale man was there to greet him quickly, even fretting over the recent wounds. Dægmar glanced down at the scars on his flank and shook his head, golden gaze return to the male. I am okay. Zank ye for yer concerns. He breathed, tail batting lightly against his heels. I came to talk to ye about a voman I met upon ze river recently. Dawn, of Vitebark Stream. Ven ve vere zere, zere was a man who called 'imself Donovan Azura of ze Abbey. I donnae know vhy, but he attacked 'er. I tried to stay vith 'er but ultimately ze man vas too much. I wanted to check and see, if she 'as made it 'ome safely. Dægmar explained without hesitation, head dipping solemnly towards the end of his words.