Riley smirked at Wyeth's rebuff. [b]"I never called you a weakling as such, I just think our leader should try and not put himself in the way of danger; especially when we have plenty more canon fodder who we can afford to loose"[/b] she spoke with an almost stern tone of voice. Her opinions probably sounded like she was being a bitch about the entire situation, but her point was valid. Other soldiers lives where worth less then his, particularly with his level of experience. His desire to be a strong leader was going to be his downfall. [i]'Idiot'[/i] she thought to herself as she watched Mara fixed up his wounds. [b]"You two just have clashing personalites, but he does have a point. We aren't exactly the stereotype image of heroism yet. How many shepherds do you think complained about skipping breakfast? "[/b] Riley said, giving a look of admiration towards the newest recruit. 

On the battlefield, she never really stopped to watch a cleric at work. Not in detail at least, the cleansing and healing was much faster then she had realized and was almost hypnotizing to watch. Tal leaned in close and gave a gentle nudge into Riley's neck, his large brown face pressed up close to hers. She let out a sigh of exasperation and reached into a satchel that was worn around her neck. The contents where fairly basic - a flask of water and a couple of apples but it was clear what the hulking beast was after. She dipped her hand in and gracefully offered it to the mount, who greedily took the whole thing - shaking his head in appreciation. 

Once Mara had finished with Wyeth, she spoke about leaving for the temple and preferring to be in the company of the religious woman then the prisoner; started to follow her. The gates of the city where vast and impressive, and made her gaze in a mix of wonder and awe. She could never quite grasp how it was constructed, having grown up in the rural areas the walls just seemed unreal. A fantasy of safety and security her family hadn't been given the privilege of having. Whilst Mara left for the temple, Riley took a detour to the barracks of the city - the stable that was built-in provided a safe and secure place for a mixture of creatures used by the city guard and sacred swords - a bizarre diversity of griffon, Pegasus, horse and wyvern all slept in various stalls. Once the responsibility of Tal was relived from her, she dropped her sword off in the armory and made her back into the streets. 

The temple wasn't too far away, only a five minute venture from the barracks not including shortcuts that could have been taken if she trusted the alleyways of the city more; the city being rife with pickpockets and thieves at the moment however caused her not to take the chance. Serious crimes where a incredible rarity, but petty crime was always a serious issue for a place that had poor districts. The walk was uneventful, and walked in to find the cleric restocking supplies for her satchel. [b]"Anything I can assist with Cleric?"[/b]