quick thread for plot purposes
Shilah moved quietly through the estuary, a bundle of herbs held snuggle between his jaws. The young male had been out of sorts? lost in so many ways. He'd fallen ill during the epidemic, lost his mind, drowned in blood and violence that were so against the teachings of his core being. Shame?. so much shame. He'd been nursed back to health by the male know as Bard, the druid he'd met in the Orchard but somewhere along the way they'd separated. And now that they were he felt a sudden absence were one had never been before. Shilah had always been a loner and now?. now it seemed wrong some how. He missed that comforting presence by his side.
"Speech"
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