[center][h3][i][color=skyblue]Kendra Serrana[/color][/i][/h3][/center]
Chilly greeting. It was another thing Kendra still wasn't used to, speaking to animals like this. Somehow the big bird's series of small squawking sounds made sense to her, and that just didn't make any sense at all. She doubted she'd get any useful information out of this, but it was worth a shot. Maybe the reclusive forest spirit liked animals more than people.

[color=skyblue][i]I'm looking for something, a small forest spirit creature called a chwinga. Don't think I'll find any here, but maybe you've seen one? Near the road maybe, or possibly sneaking around town? Supposedly there might be some in or near a town to the east. That's... towards the rising sun. Know anything about them?[/i][/color]

She checked briefly to see if she was being watched. Not that it looked like she was doing anything strange, though.

[color=skyblue][i]If you can help me at all, maybe I can help you somehow. Favor for a favor.[/i][/color]