When two cows ignore each other is it a beef?

The notice for a market in Raider lands drew Delphi's interest westward from the mountain. She didn't want to miss out on the possibility of obtaining rare herbs and other items that weren't found near Hemlock lands. Making her way toward the moor with a barrel of ale pushed by her companions, she feels the excitement build as the flicker of fire and din of conversation grows louder. As the sun set along the horizon, bringing about a joyous atmosphere, she searched first for the one who put this all together. After a few questions, she was pointed in the direction of Kenway, a patchwork boy who entertained the crowd atop a barrel.

Delphi also notices Modesty lingering around the outskirts as well and figures that perhaps giving the barrel of ale to her would be better so as to not disturb the boy and his theatrics. Approaching the Raid Queen casually, she smiles up at the dire woman while her companions push the barrel forward. "I bring a thank you gift for allowing strangers into your lands after everything that has transpired," she says, mentioning the hardships that had gone on between the Raiders and Ethne. "It is the last brewed barrel of Vidarr's so I figured who best to enjoy it than one of his friends," Delphi smiles wide as her companions uncork it and fill up two cups, one for each lady.

"Delphi"