[Center][h2][color=khaki]Jørmund[/color][/h2][/center]

Jørmund grunted when Aura asked how the fourth of them ended up in the middle of devils and hags bargaining, and a war between the lead denizens of the elemental planes. He half turns while walking next to the horses to look at Aura [Color=khaki]"Poor luck some would call it Aura, and I'm starting to wonder if that is the case myself. Regardless we are in it and I'm not that concerned with the 'why us'. If there is trouble from this Genie war there will be trouble from it. We can deal with that when it comes up."[/color]  

The cleric turns to look at Flicker. [Color=khaki]"Glad to know out suspicion of Nana May was correct. If you all want we can dispose of our break the baubles she gave us. I'm sure a few good hammer blows and some time in a furnace would render then harmless. If not we can find a more permanent place away from us for them later."[/color]

He fishes through his pouch and pulls the platinum rings out. [Color=khaki]"While I'm thinking of preparing, which of you could use a bit more help in shrugging off some hits? I've got some magic that may help with that. Just cannot get to far away from me. It may not be much but it should help some when we get into a fight."[/color] He slipped the larger of the rings onto his right index finger. Jørmund turns his head enough to look to which of his companions offer to take the aid.