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Wind Weaver stared at the kelpie for a second, even more confused than before, but gathered up enough courage to speak again. “Um, so do you need help building houses or are there more smoke inhalation cases for me to treat?” She asked. She glanced over at the fields and froze, realizing exactly how she could help.

“Is there a temple or shrine to any weather deities near here? Silverskies, perhaps?” She asked, glancing back up at Figura.