Her turn rises up, and caught up in how Rostislav has talked about the Hidden Falls, a place unknown to her that sparked interest as of the going-ons of the Windtossed Foothills, she is caught off guard. She needs something fast.
"I know a few soldiers who know their talent well, who could be of use." Who would those be? Hector? Surely, the giant wouldn't pay mind to how she'd drug someone home for him to spar with. It seemed an odd plan, almost as if she brought a gift.
One other comes to her mind, she can't remember his name, but knows that he was of a soldier's rank. There would easily be ones to dig out of their ranks so that Vrazda could work the knots out of his work. She can't help, but feel a sadness to her when it comes to how he learned it. Pity flickers in, and out, but goes out fast. From the sights her dull eyes had seen, he looked well, and unbothered. It would be rude of her to bring it up more.
"The Dragon's Throat is a desert, but there is a large oasis in the center, and a lot of natural defenses from the sea, and the canyons along the land bridge. It might be hot, and miserable in Tallsun, but for the rest of the year, the weather is paradise, food is abundant, and the only issues are monsoons during Birdsong."
It doesn't seem so amazing, sparkling in pictures like a vacation in the Caribbean would be, but in person, it was a lovely place. Sunburns had dotted her skin, but they were unseen for the most part. There even seemed to be more to offer there, with individuals receiving more attention.
@[Vrazda]
you were angels,
so much more than everything
:: please tag me
:: minor force and power play allowed