Roan ignored whatever else was happening around and instead focused on the blond girl that had just approached him. When he heard her last comment he raised an eyebrow in response, his doubt about her abilities perceptible while he analyzed the girl from head to toe. Finished with this, he didn’t even try to suppress a sigh as his expression changed to one of obvious disappointment at her meek appearance. While he scratched his chin, Roan remarked on what she had said. “Yeah, right. For all I know Desna herself could have planned this.”He waited a moment to see if there would be any manner of reply before he went after fighter and the ratfolk. The only two capable members of their little alliance of convenience, besides Roan himself, the two both set on a heroic dash to the next encounter with the foul smelling and incredibly irritating goblins. 

He acknowledged their actions and unsheathed his Greatsword. While Roan ran, he attempted to keep his attention on any sign of trouble, but he was too distracted by the ramifications and the meaning of all that was happening. [i] At least it’s not the absolute worst that it could be. [/i] Of course, this was if one was going to discount the facts that he was sure that priest was just waiting to backstab them when appropriate and that he had no idea of what was in fact happening on this town. Amidst these thoughts, Roan let out a humorless chuckle coupled with words aimed more to himself than anyone in particular.”When this is over, the reward better be something more than a frigging ‘thank you, please come again’ nonsense.”