LORD, I AM CLIMBING HIGH MOUNTAINS TRYING TO GET HOME
Trying to get home...
Lyndvarr would watch them carefully, taking a few steps forward. The short woman seemed to be trying to address him and he blinked lightly in confusion as he'd thought he'd clearly been staring at the colorful male and not at her. He would tear his gaze from the other male as a speckled gray woman poked at him. His eyes narrowed. "My name is Lyndvarr. I apologize I just… was wondering that man among you had been touched by the gods." His left ear flicked back slightly in embarrassment. He knew the wolves of Alacritis did not hold much belief and he knew they probably thought him foolish. He glanced at Ankaios once more as if seeking some sort of confirmation or denial.
He nodded at Amalia's words. "I would like to learn more if at all possible. I'm studying battle medicine." He glanced at Magpie, the woman who was interested in the harm of words but he chose not to address her. "How would you like to do this Amalia? Shall we all bring an herb back to share with the others?"
