Most evenings upon Korrin's return from Honey Badger Hold again see her at the tavern. She's a bit more subdued than before, not quite as interested in joining every tavern song or roping people into card games. At least, not for now. But the general positive atmosphere of the tavern seems to be rubbing off on her, bit by bit.

Relaxing at a table near Maryden in order to hear the bard's music, the tall horned woman glances over upon hearing that sigh. Lowering her tankard after a swig, she darts a sympathetic look at the unfamiliar face. "You're in for a long wait, I'm afraid. If granted wishes were a thing, we'd have a lot more answers by now."