STALKER = SMARTS + WISDOM
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Sickly-Sapped by the lunar trees; she wanders, dripping in visions and sap-nectar.
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You watch Sick-Sap pace back and forth, muttering about things that could go wrong. You try to see if they need help, but they just frown at you and shake their head.
You feel on edge when Sick-Sap greets you. Their eyes dart around, unable to settle, and you can sense their inner turmoil. It's such a shame what sickness the blue brought this one. Alas, she is in the pack's care and safe now.