[center][h1][color=B9C66E]Mona Windrider[/color][/h1]
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[i][color=B9C66E]Location:[/color] The Palace Courtyard
[color=B9C66E]Skills:[/color][/i][/center]
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It seemed her opinion on the matter was neither regarded with any modicum of appreciation nor a moment of thought.  Yes, she was just the stupid mud girl who dug about in the dirt and played with rocks.  What did she know if matters such as these...  Then again, yes - what did she know?  The wild woman looked toward Ahote and Myrus, the latter offering that she should be allowed to come with them.  She took a couple of steps to follow but the thought of walking past all of those dead bodies...  The sight of them.  Even worse, their various bouquet of aromas.  No, she would not step into that corridor again if she could help it.

He decision neither swayed nor was noticed by the two men - which was just fine with the young woman.  She was left with a god and his consort.  She listened to them talk about people and finding helpers and what have you.  She listened, recognizing a couple of names from earlier that day.  In a wave of flame Bruce disappeared, leaving Mona with Myth.  She hesitantly approached the woman with a kind smile.  [color=B9C66E]"I would be pleased to join ye and help however I may.  Seein' as you helped save my life an all."[/color]  She was feeling a might shy next to the beautiful, blond woman.  An odd thing for the usually oblivious crafter of the stone.