She sat a bit more upright, goodness how scary he was. This was her first time away from the hold as a merchant of sorts, best try and help. "Hello, are you here for some spirit tuning?"

"It strengthens the spirit summons of war ashes, they come from many places and take just as many forms. My own were spirit jellies I had found alone and they are in much better hands now." She smiled warmly.

She looked at it, gently taking it after a moment. "You must be powerful, what is this for?"

"A slain god?" She rubbed her gloved thumbs across it. "Feels softer then the softest thinest leather I've ever touched..."

"Mostly just wandering, please don't laugh, but it called to me." She put her hood back.

She stretched as she stood, it was time to wander off and find some food.

She watched, holding her own bow at her side, this tarnished must be hunting too.

She moved to keep watching, she's never seen something like this before.

"How kind to sent it off with a prayer...."

She jumped. "Oh gosh, apologies...I didn't mean to stare and be weird...."

"....why would it do that? Is it in need? I can only attune a spirit... how could I help."

She nodded. "It feels alive like a bein...not like how a tree should be...could you show me to its heart?"

She would keep close. "Used to?"

"Oh goodness...I hope he is returned unharmed, I'm so sorry that's happened."

"...what if you could get him back with the aid of someone guarding the tree in your sted?"

It's been a long day, she just want to crawl into her cot.

"Hello, have you come for spirit tuning?" She smiled looking to him.

She stretched as she took in the cool morning air. Seems she is alive another day.

"Hello lady Fia, I have been well....I'm just tired, I promise..." She smiled softly.