Vraithe didn't actually live in the village of Mooraven when the Bloody Hands swept through the area - she was simply in town trading for her mistress. The militia went out to protect the locals and the militia died. At least she hasn't seen any of them since. She made it out of the pillage with a hollow reed and the patience to spend four hours lying in the mud at the bottom of a nearby duck pond.

When she emerged from the water there was only ash and ruin left of Mooraven.

When she returned to the location of her mistress's elevated hut in the heart of the swamp, there wasn't even that.

She still doesn't know what exactly happened to the so-called "Swamp Witch" Maeven but in her absence Vraithe found herself drifting along in the army's wake. She has survived three years as a camp follower now, making her way with a willingness to do manual labour, a gift for treating the injured enriched by her training as a herbalist and an imperfect but impressive control of her emotions and features that buries her temper until it's a fuse bare seconds away from exploding at whichever idiot provoked her.

Hm. Maybe that's why she's not made it into the army proper before?

She'll need to think on that.