''She’s healthy, has completely recovered from her illness, and is under the protection of my house.'' You answer firmly. I’ll pretend that Shigeko being in front of me isn’t the source of my courage.
Your interruption brings Branka’s attention to you; you feel a pit in your stomach as she takes a few steps closer, but Shigeko puts a stop to her stride quickly by remaining in her path.

''You’re the daughter of them two who pulled that stunt a few days ago?'' She’s not asking; it’s an accusation.

''Indeed, and I’ve no intention of apologizing for my parent’s good judgment.''

''Branka.'' Beside you, Augustine speaks angrily. ''Today’s not a good time for everyone else to suffer your mood.''

''I ain’t seeking quarrels with Elders…'' Her gaze strays toward Shigeko. ''…or those with the graces of mankind’s saviors. Gotta deliver a message because our oppressors want to flex and have me play errand girl.''

Taking a step back from Shigeko, Branka crosses her heavy arms and speaks after sighing. ''Their leader wants a word with you, elf, so you shouldn’t leave the village until he’s back.''

''And if I say no?''

Branka shakes her shoulders and turns around, her equine tail angrily swaying. ''Not my problem, message delivered.'' She grouses, her foot loudly clomping as she walks out, producing a heavy, stunned silence in the clinic.

Hanabi, the fox wise-woman is the first to move; she silently jogs to follow in Branka’s wake.

So that is the leader of the Mamono village. She looks… tired.

You feel the weight of Augustine on your shoulder lessen as the activities allow her mind to resettle.

''Don’t worry, I’ll escort you back the way you came.'' The knightly man, Aryel, keeps himself measured as he walks near your group. ''If the men at the gate protest, my glaive has a blunt end for a reason.''

''Seems the guy didn’t like us giving him the slip back in the church.'' Shigeko comments and walks near you to gently pluck the motionless Usha off your head. Dear me, I completely forgot she is there!

I guess… Respecting that summons is a bad idea. But confronting this leader of those mercs abusing the women here is… Your fist tightens. Maybe it could be my way to give people here some hope.

>Make like the wind and leave. You came here to fetch your friend and accomplish an important ritual; getting involved in local politics will come later.

>This is a good opportunity to finally put a face on the organization of those damn mercenaries.Go ahead and meet this ''leader'' face to face.

>Free