Neamara

As you move forward, you hear a peaceful hum of a song. A dame is making some bitter yet refreshing decoction alongside a bear monitoring her. You all know, and respect this bear. 

"Herbert." Kasahara bows her head. "I hope I won't be interrupting you two?" 

Herbert simply shakes his head with a smile, refusing to waste words. 

"Oh!" the black dame turns around. "It's not every day I see much company, especially you, leader!" she chatters. "Don't worry about me, I'm just making a decoction!" 

You say that it smells good ever so suddenly, due to its refreshment and nasal opening. Your breathing is better than before. 

"Why thank you!" she says. "You are so kind, sometimes everyone needs some praise!" 

She introduces herself, and then invites you to try the decoction. Herbert cleans his throat, and you kindly refuse, saying that the scent of it is enough. 

"Is that so.." she feigns a pout. "No worries then, I'm still learning! Do not forget to come about when you are troubled!" 

Well, this wolf. She never knew what conflict is.