Hm... the Cwyld has slowed its spread, based on what the Wilders like to say. We've also succeeded in setting up another outpost, further into the Wildes, to help combat the spread of the infection. On that front... no, things haven't been too terrible.

[She pauses, thinks about everything that has happened since she first arrived - and it is a lot - and tries to think of the last time she talked to this one. She'll address the elephant in the room of "been through too much" later, simply because she is still reeling from the things which happened the previous month.

Catching up with an old acquaintance is mostly a welcome distraction.]

Were you here for everything with Dorchacht?