The druidess was busy looking for danger her ability to move quickly and her proud wolf companion Gryviix's keen nose aiding her in that, forunately the drow patrol knew better than to come to near her after she skinned one and sent the hide back with a warning. The drow did fire a hand crossbow bolt first she had cause.<br/><br/>"She must be from the shipwreck, there were a few other survivors taken by the drow an arrow from me kept them from venturing into my direction, they know I will show no mercy. And would you chase a druidess into the woods and briars if you were given the choice not to. I have a stash nearby we can move her there I have food rations, wine and dry leathers they should fit her there.," speaking to the barbarian in elvish before turning to the human woman.<br/><br/>Sitting down she checks the woman out and having some minor skills in the healing arts then speaks to her in common ,"I'm a druidess you know what that is? They call me Morgan Jourundel or Morgan for short. Now my friend Xen seems concerned about your tools and vials they look like tools used by human apothacary surgeons in the town and midwives, am I correct are you a healer of some sort?,"  she doesn't stop her friend if she is a threat better safe than sorry.