Larksong Grotto fredonman

"dat way be redtail rise, led by avicus. certainly dey be havin' a healer." she worked over the man who was fast asleep, changing his dressings and making sure no pus had collected.
"but if you be trustin' yourself, den i will be on de way." she laid out what she had brought; bright; breathless; touched by the scent of the strange man she had met on her way.
she had been gone some hours. mireille sought to exchange a look with @Kelsier. "i be stayin' de night."