The tiny paladin, like a tiny child, had refused to drink with Hrefna. The refusal was within expectations, but Hrefna greeted it with a derisive snort anyways. It was important, she thought, to drink both before and after a quest. Thus, she proceeded to take the local puppies up on their kindness and run their tab into the ground before she left. Two hours of 'preparation' well-spent. Immediately after, she slept on the ride there and rose immediately when the carriage stopped.

She was nothing if not efficient in her inebriation. Before she headed to the pen with the afflicted sheep, she nodded to Pete.

"You keep vigilant eye, Pyotr of the Stick. If you see some wicked thing besides myself, bludgeon it with violence."

Then, only slightly tipsy, she made her way to the pen with the infected animals. Hazily, she patted one of the sheep, only gently touching the weeping sore to get a better idea of what they were dealing with.

"There, there, sweet one," Hrefna cooed with a strange empathy shared between horned creatures who enjoyed headbutting their peers, "we will free you from this-"

Then, when Rylia began calling on her goddess, Hrefna snorted once again in derision.

"Do you need this Sun Mommy for [i]everything[/i]? But you are correct, untrained child. It is very obvious curse, but only in the beginning stages. It will get much worse, and do much more if left alone. Perhaps the caster is blighting the land the sheep feed from, or perhaps they will rise as undead-sheep-creature once the illness takes them. Difficult to tell without more information, but I can tell that sheep illness is only part of larger problem."

With a smirk as if she was about to prove some cruel point to the young paladin, she pressed her fingertips into the sheep's body. Not too hard or rough, but enough to get a reliable circuit as she poured her mana into the creature. She would attempt to learn more about the curse, and possibly how to break it. To Hrefna, Reon's invocation was a challenge. She wanted to outdo the goddess who rarely smiled upon Barukstaed and her servant.