Sana listened intently to what Hugh had to say, chuckling lightly at his comment about the bedrolls. "That they did," she said lightheartedly as she kept her eyes focused on their surroundings; hoping that the gnolls thought better of attacking them again. As he spoke of the tribe that took him in she perked a brow and glanced at him out of the corner of her eye. Though she had seen him fight and what he did to that poor stool at the tavern she didn't see him as barbaric. Far from it. She wondered what brought him to that point but felt it wasn't a time to pry. 

            Then it was her turn apparently, quid pro quo was it were, when he asked about her and complimented her marksmanship. She wasn't flattered but rather impressed he had been able to know what she was up to in the middle of his own fight. "No," she said quietly. She didn't exactly know how to put her life. "I'm a...." she trailed off. Her kind wasn't exactly the most respected in general, even less so in an adventuring community. Being regarded as harlets, scammers and thieves. Not exactly a history to inspire trust among the ranks.

         Finally she took a deep breath and continued. "A Gypsy. Raised to sing and dance,"she said as she looked over to him for a moment, biting her bottom lip slightly before looking back out slightly hoping for a distraction and it came in the form of a glowing orb above them. Within the beat of a heart, she had grabbed the railing and lept up onto the top edge of the wagon, an arrow drawn from her quiver and it knocked into her bow, the string drawn back taunt. Her footing as stable as she had been on land.

            Sana watched it carefully, holding her position to see what it would do. It did nothing but seem to hover over them before it flew off. "What in the...." she said slightly surprised as her bow lowered slowly and the tauntness was released on the string. Her eyes widening as it seemed to [I]eat[/I] the bodies they had left behind, including the skull on their wannabe Dragon. "Hell was that?!" she finally was able to finish up as she jumped off the wagon into the sand next to Hugh, mouth agape as she slowly looked over to him before watching it fly off in the direction they were traveling.

             "Any one know what that was?" she asked to anyone there as she placed her arrow back in its quiver.