[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] Meery group of adventurers and fun & alright(?) orcs [/center]

 Satilla helped Sana to get Thomas up on the horse and let out a sigh of relieve, feeling his weight off her shoulders. Her back had started to hurt from it![color=bc8dbf][i]’ I really need to train more…’[/i][/color] She thought and stretched her arms to get rid of some of the soreness.

 Now that said she was hungry like the rest of the group, but it didn’t seem they would be given the time to sit down and have a good meal. The orcs seemed really determined to lead them to their village. Hopefully just for the additional numbers and maybe the added abilities the group had. The other option of the orcs jumping on them and capturing them once the village was reached, also didn’t escape Satilla’s mind.

 While her mind was pondering every dark scenario she can think of the moment, she also realized that the orcs probably had a lot of injured if they had to deal with the undead too.[color=bc8dbf][i]’ I must also help their injured too!’[/i][/color] She thought, shaking her head. If she was to be a good witch and not wander down the bad path, she needed to do good deeds and heal everyone who needs it without prejudice… within reason of course. She wouldn’t heal someone who tried to kill her of course… most of the time.