[Rainier has been dealing with this monstrosity for far too long already, but he's not about to stop until he's absolutely certain everyone who isn't fit to fight is out of harm's way.
Not that he's much good himself in this fight. Sword and shield do little against the creature that only magic seems to damage, and Dorian is with the Inquisitor.
He's about to mentally assess this block as cleared when he hears it, the call for help. The strange shape of the buildings here makes for stranger echoes, but he's gotten used to these streets now. Making a shortcut through an alleyway, Rainier finds Sansa, sees the creature behind her giving chase. He matches her pace easily, taking her hand that's not occupied by keeping her dress from tripping her so she doesn't fall behind, his own grip steady and sure.]
With me, nothing's going to hurt you!
[It won't be easy losing it what with them being the only targets, but Rainier also knows these streets better than it now, too, and he's ready to carry Sansa if he's got to.]
fear
Not that he's much good himself in this fight. Sword and shield do little against the creature that only magic seems to damage, and Dorian is with the Inquisitor.
He's about to mentally assess this block as cleared when he hears it, the call for help. The strange shape of the buildings here makes for stranger echoes, but he's gotten used to these streets now. Making a shortcut through an alleyway, Rainier finds Sansa, sees the creature behind her giving chase. He matches her pace easily, taking her hand that's not occupied by keeping her dress from tripping her so she doesn't fall behind, his own grip steady and sure.]
With me, nothing's going to hurt you!
[It won't be easy losing it what with them being the only targets, but Rainier also knows these streets better than it now, too, and he's ready to carry Sansa if he's got to.]