[color=MediumVioletRed][center][h1]Dullin[/h1][/center][/color]

While his question may have been rhetorical, the truth was that Dullin understood more than he may know. In teaching herself magic she had read many books by dragonborn wizards. Their zeal for the craft was a major inspiration for her, and she had grown to understand their disposition. They try until you succeed, never give up, and never waver in your interest. Listening to the big draconic man before her speak so gloomily about his situation, she couldn't help but feel a twinge of guilt for acting so harsh to him before. He was a fighter, it was likely all he knew. So when he snarled out a comment about her lacking honor, she bit her tongue.

[color=MediumVioletRed]"We do things differently here, and it will take getting use to but I am sure you'll figure it out" [/color] She said with a sigh, though she gave him a reassuring smile to express what little kindness she had to offer to this barbatic brute. Her words returned to common, it was easier for her and the dragonborn understood her words, even if he might not be able to repeat them.
[color=MediumVioletRed]"but a word of advice: not every warrior wants to be one. Sometimes we dress like this"[/color] She said with a wink, gesturing to her common winter clothing and jewelry.
[color=MediumVioletRed]"After all, the element of surprise is the most dangerous weapon of all. You learned that first hand"[/color]