When mother Dula flattened her expression Gwynn did the same.

[color=00aeef]“This stone is imbued with magic. It is rather weak, but it is capable of showing when one is telling the truth.”[/color] The priestess scooped up the blade and looked it over. [color=00aeef]”This blade is laced with black-adder venom. It will kill you in an instant if it so much as breaks your skin. Now tell me… do you sense any aggressive intent?”[/color]

It took much more concentration than Gwynn was used to, but she could sense Mother Dula’s meaning. As if Gwynn was slipping into the cracks of Mother Dula’s psyche. The priestess had lied. The stone was not enchanted. It was hardly more than green quartz. There was something more though, hidden behind those sharp, emerald eyes. It was impossible to make out until a wave of energy rushed through Gwynn. She could see it, just beyond a crack in Mother Dula’s visage.

Gwynn tossed the rock behind her hitting the assailant in the chest knocking the wind out of them. 

[color=82ca9d]“No but I am sensing a stick up your ass. You should probably get that checked out”[/color]she said in an expressionless tone. 

[color=82ca9d]“One, if you’ve only heard good things about my host family then you must not be very good at reading the news you do get. Two, that’s not how black adder venom works”[/color]

She wondered if she ought to tell Dula she already knew a couple individuals who had already begun to bond with dragons. She decided instead to smile at Dula brattily and knowingly. “[color=82ca9d]So[/color]” she yawned “[color=82ca9d]what happens next[/color]”