Quanil..of the Loreseeker's Guild. Morgan raised an eyebrow; few people identified so strongly with their guilds that they felt the need to tack them onto their names. She'd have to learn more about this organisation at some date; something about it sounded familiar. While the name initially sounded harmless enough, depending on what lore they sought, it could be a group of spies.
"They do not like outsiders? Understandable." Morgan nodded, respecting that. "I would still like to see the village for myself. I've heard it's quite remarkable." Her eyes, which had lifted up to look through the trees, came back down to Quanil, then drifted to a pool of water on the floor that somehow seemed distinct from the river.
"Still, there is much here to inspect. What...is that?" She asked, pointing to the puddle.
