[Celinie is still remarkably befuddled at finding herself once again not where she last was. It's been a few days and perhaps she should be accustomed to being jerked to somewhere new, but she's not. Carteneau is still fresh, too fresh, in her memory. The smells of blood and fire and death. The singing of an arrow being loosed brings it all back in a painful deluge that threatens to drown the poor Elezen staring at Leliana.
It takes a moment for her to register what she's seeing, that there is a woman trying to fight a dragon with arrows alone. She'll be killed, sure as she's standing on that cart now.
More out of habit than decisive thought, Celinie casts Stoneskin on the woman, following immediately with Protect. For her part, she will not harm the dragon, but by the Twelve, she will not let this woman perish either.
You, madam, have acquired a surprise healer. Tank not included, alas.]
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It takes a moment for her to register what she's seeing, that there is a woman trying to fight a dragon with arrows alone. She'll be killed, sure as she's standing on that cart now.
More out of habit than decisive thought, Celinie casts Stoneskin on the woman, following immediately with Protect. For her part, she will not harm the dragon, but by the Twelve, she will not let this woman perish either.
You, madam, have acquired a surprise healer. Tank not included, alas.]