Niya silently heard the healer out as he spoke on doing just what he could do in the given situation. His rational that people always needed help and his thinking for not remaining idle in the war was respectable, if nothing else. The troubadour nodded briefly in agreement with the man, her own actions being driven by a similar idea, though her oath currently bound her to a single cause vice her manouverings around the world to aid any who were injured and left destitute from the oncoming storm. But the healer, Konrad as he introduced himself, requested her name and she nodded briefly, resting her staff across her lap as she remained sitting upright on the horse, which seemed to emulate the troubadour's own posture, head held high and formal. [color=0076a3]"Niya, of Regna Ferox. A pleasure, brother. We should not let the Champion get too far ahead of us."[/color] She turned her head briefly to the champion as he asked any of them willing to fight and stand with him to do so and she nodded briefly and made her support known, without mention of the oath over her head right now, however and would move the horse to follow, giving Konrad chance to keep up. [color=0076a3]"I will aid you, Champion. Lead the way."[/color]

Jerod didn't pay his rather cold companion any mind while she was conversing with the unmounted healer. The champion's blanket offer to take them on got a shrug and nod out of the mercenary, having gotten his attention further for now. [color=9e0b0f]"Ah wouldn' 'ave gutted all yer enemies 'ere already if ah wasn' intendin' on 'elpin ye lad. Ye got my blade, fer it's worth."[/color] Jerod was looking over the wyvern rider and her mount, Pearly, as they responded as well. The approving roar didn't shake the mercenary as one might expect, implying he had seen such beasts before, or was good at bluffing. Jerod wasn't a fan of mounted combat period, but he could never argue their effectiveness upon the field of battle, whether on horseback such as his Feroxian ally Niya, or a pegasus rider or this lady and her wyvern Pearly. Her comment on loving to be the center of attention got an amused snort out of the mercenary as the woman finished with a boastful jest. [color=9e0b0f]"Ach, 'owever ye see fit lass, kickin' arse an' takin' names is all part o' the job. And ye'll be gettin' plenty o' attention in parts 'round 'ere, savvy? Call m' Jerod, mercenary fer 'ire, at yer service."[/color]