Bearclaw Valley Who you gonna call?

The girl was an idiot. She had as much sense as any whelp given over to Asklepion; this thought came so suddenly that even Stryx was surprised. She thought often of the mother superior and the teachings of the physicians, but never out in the open like this. Still, her instinct felt right.

As soon as the girl had said her piece, others appeared. Merrick first, Arielle too; they observed the dark girl and Stryx wasn't keen on hanging around. It wasn't going to be her call either way. The girl could speak for herself - and went on to do so.

Do you need my assistance? She had asked.

All that Stryx saw was another would-be healer, who could very well learn to replace Stryx herself. Maybe someone to feed the cult of the bear, which would no doubt thrill Merrick; he seemed eager for fresh blood of any variety.

Depends on them. Stryx motioned between the two superiors and the girl, and backed away.