[Celinie nods quickly in reply and breathes deep, channeling the greater calm found in nature at large to lull the dragon into a deep slumber. One hit and it will wake, but for the moment, it slumps over in an uncomfortable looking heap, dead to the world around it. Glancing to Leliana, she awaits the archer's next move. Though she's relieved that her protective magics still hold and should securely blunt any damage forthcoming over the next half a bell.
Curious though that her sudden companion is loathe to abandon the cart.]
What manner of cargo have you in the cart?
[The red head doesn't quite strike her as a merchant, but rather a skilled fighter, but perhaps the woman is an escort and the owners have taken refuge well away from the dragon.]
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Curious though that her sudden companion is loathe to abandon the cart.]
What manner of cargo have you in the cart?
[The red head doesn't quite strike her as a merchant, but rather a skilled fighter, but perhaps the woman is an escort and the owners have taken refuge well away from the dragon.]