Assallya wasn't sure what to make of the armoured ogre, nor did she understand its strange reference.  She hadn't touched a weapon.  The poor thing was lost and confused.  It also apparently was gone, moving off in its lumbering fashion off down the forest road.

Generally, Assallya was starting to wonder just what sort of forest was this?  First there was a boy with a demon arm, then another boy with his strange magical glowing sword, light tube and general propensity for rudeness.  Actually, come to think of it, the other one was rather rude too.  What was it with human children these days?  She was starting to see what the elves, as prissy and arrogant as they were, were talking about.

In any event, she was a bit stressed.  What was it with this place?  What was that armoured ogre thing?  Oh what she wouldn't do for a toke from her hookah right now.  Unfortunately that likely wouldn't be a good idea, even locked in the confines of her wagon.  There was just something about this place that seemed off.

She fluffed the cushions on her bench and leaned back.  Just taking a moment to relax before continuing.  This inn had better be worth it.