The head, though crusted in dried blood and a little beetle-infested, is perhaps still recognizable-- if anyone knew him, which it seems none of the four do.<br/><br/>When Tak tastes the contents of the waterskin--!  It tastes like water.  Fresh water, in fact.  The waterskin itself feels unusually supple and cool.<br/>Those that venture to the riverside find Hallen sitting, staring into nothing, by the edge of the water.  Her bare feet dangle into the dark green skin of the water, and she is staring out across the marsh.  A kingfisher stands on a sand bar about fifty yards out.<br/><br/>She doesn't look up as they approach, nor does she make any threatening moves.  She is dead in the eyes, and humming softly to herself.