Sunspire Mountains dead woman walking

She would be easy prey, if he wanted to hurt her. But he made no movements, threatening or otherwise, until he lowered his head. Javelina’s racing heart started to slow as she realized he wasn’t going to attack her.

He wanted to help her. She blinked, glancing down at the wound on her haunch, then up at his swarthy face. She hadn’t sought aid, though now that it was being offered, Javelina carefully considered it. She wanted to die in Rivenwood. But she didn’t necessarily want to die today, if it could be helped.

I didn’t think there was anything that could be done, she told him frankly, finally straightening into a proper stand. But I’d be happy to be proved wrong.