“Tree lady? Nah, far from it. Just a traveling smith who decided to follow death and destruction.”

The lady picked up half a dead rabbit that Odum had killed. It wasn’t a clean kill as the thing was still breathing, or perhaps that was just muscle spasms. Either way she put the rabbit and the rest of the dead animals into a bag for her to eat later. And there were a lot of dead animals.

“They say a weapon reflects the warrior. Does that make you dangerous random creatures  and prone to going off at the slightest twitch?”

The woman chuckled as she grabbed her things and left the forest. She was eager to try to make herself a weapon like his, now that she saw it up close. All she needed was some materials and a place to work.