Kalynd nodded. He felt some respect for her profession, as the priests of his own city and those he'd visited in his travels had earned that esteem with their hospitality and knowledge. He gave the woman an encouraging smile and said, "The gods are willing to listen here. Though you may be far from home, you are not alone," he encouraged her. They seemed like the words that someone might need to hear in that moment, though Kalynd was not particularly adept when it came to social interactions, so he supposed he could be entirely wrong about that fact.
Either way, he was glad that Arialla had at least found Torchline, a place that reminded her some of the home she so clearly missed. He hoped that in time she would come to establish a new life here. He'd done so for himself, for whatever it was worth, and he wouldn't wish a life of aimlessness or purposelessness on any Outlander who had to contend with the natives of this land and find a way to make their living.
Either way, he was glad that Arialla had at least found Torchline, a place that reminded her some of the home she so clearly missed. He hoped that in time she would come to establish a new life here. He'd done so for himself, for whatever it was worth, and he wouldn't wish a life of aimlessness or purposelessness on any Outlander who had to contend with the natives of this land and find a way to make their living.
