( certainly she would likely be more at home in the company of his sister than that of the red woman, whatever magical aptitude she might share with the latter; even in the driving rain, braided hair plastered to her skin and his cloak covering modest local dress, hardship has not yet beat out of her what a lifetime of aristocratic expectations has beaten in. she holds herself as if before an audience of courtiers, and perhaps always will. )

Even an enchanted sword is only so powerful as the man who wields it, ( she demurs, warm. )

Now, I don't know that bears are terribly social animals, but I should hate to discover they are by lingering for this one's greater acquaintance to investigate his absence.

( let's blow this pop stand. )