come get your.... drugs

The Maw certainly was a dangerous place, but she could see why Vidarr had chosen it as their new home. The Priestess stalked up the trails, taking note of things she could use. As she moved further, however, a vaguely familiar scent reached her. A couple of scents, but she wasn't so interested in the stench of the weeds, but the one behind it. She didn't know her name, but she knew the bloodline well enough. Curious, the elder Priestess continued her walk until she reached the stall where an unfamiliar face stood, waiting. She approached the tinctures, observing them with a critical eye as she spoke in a casual tone. "Are you selling these?" Her gaze slid to the younger woman, trying to recollect who's child this was.