Assallya accepted back the poultice jar and gave a small curtsey while considering what had been said. She had never heard of a goddess called "brave bird" nor did she understand why a lizard would worship an avian. She surmised that the phrase she was contemplating might not have come out as intended. Goodness, now that the dragon kin was standing she realized how large he was.

"You are both quite welcome," she said with some amount of cheer as they turned towards the inn, "I will be along momentarily. I still have some work to do. Much of my supplies have spoiled."

Mainly, she admitted to herself, making herself more presentable. She hadn't bathed since her hectic escape from the kobold kingdom and she desperately desired a change of attire, to oil her hair and apply perfume. Then she would venture inside and see if anyone had a means of escaping this foul wood, whatever its name was.