[color=bc8dbf][center][h1]Satilla Valen[/h1][/center][/color]

[center][color=bc8dbf]Location:[/color] On the road, by the wagon
[color=bc8dbf]Interacting With:[/color] Thomas[/center]

 Satilla followed quietly the wagon. She didn’t really talk to anyone right now, she still found it hard to interrupt their going discussions, so she just kept to petting her cat and keep up with the vehicle. This was fine too, just having people around made her feel better sometimes, despite the obvious fear of the unknown personas around her.

 She was surprised by how the movement of the wagon stopped, but it wasn’t surprising noticing that Kyra was there talking to some man. That person seemed to be a magic user of sorts. Lack of book indicated he wasn’t a normal wizard, probably a sorcerer? Maybe… possible at least. He didn’t look too great, so the witch quickly checked her bag to be sure her herbs and medicine was still there, before she also approached. She didn’t know the man, but Kyra was there, so it should be fine… mostly.

[color=bc8dbf] “Excuse me, do you need help? I’m a healer, you don’t look too great, maybe I can help?”[/color] The witch asked.