Ankyra Sound Something Good

And there she was. The Speaker. He saw her in the distance just as the red girl spoke up with her pointless, somewhat irritating question. There was plenty of time to answer it, so he glanced at her with a dismissive, A place of power. Now be quiet, please, And went back to watching the druid's approach.
Her greeting wasn't quite what he'd expected. You told me to bring something good, He answered with a touch of sullen defensiveness. She needs some patching up, but look, she's perfectly fine otherwise. No deformities, no sickness. She'll probably live, with druids treating her. That's worth something, right? It had to be. If it wasn't... well, he might just kill the girl himself for all the trouble she'd been.