[He instinctively flinches at being called "lad", mostly due to it being Iselmyr's primary nickname of choice for him. At the thought of her, there's an amused mental snort from the corners of his mind. She can stay there for now, thank you.

Afraid ye will be thought of as mad, everything changing because of me?

Yes, now stop.]

As long as we have some kind of healing, we'll be able to handle a decent amount of creatures.

[And when she starts to head downriver, he goes with her, making sure he's careful to not make a fool of himself running.]

Kith who were touched by the gods at birth and are changed physically because of it. A woman I used to travel with was a godlike of the goddess Hylea and she has the feathers to prove it, though she is not fond of her status as godlike.

[Which is an understatement.]