[ Were she a warrior, she might have another weapon to offer... but, as it is, there are only the daggers that they both have on hand and the longbow held comfortably in her grip. The monsters are eerily playful, she notes, and likens them quickly to demons. Though, there's also the knowledge, having been around in this strange world for almost a month already, that there are no demons in the area. None of their kind, anyway. These creatures, like the monster with the long tongue and the mutated bears, may have strengths and weaknesses, but they're unknown.
In other words, for the first time in a long time, the Inquisition (or as much of it as is in Hadriel) is flying blind. ]
You were brought alone, then? [ She tosses the question over her shoulder, crouching briefly to let loose a shoot that tears through the gut of one of the children in its path. ] Don't tell me you just happened on a mabari within moments of arriving.
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In other words, for the first time in a long time, the Inquisition (or as much of it as is in Hadriel) is flying blind. ]
You were brought alone, then? [ She tosses the question over her shoulder, crouching briefly to let loose a shoot that tears through the gut of one of the children in its path. ] Don't tell me you just happened on a mabari within moments of arriving.