<span style="font-size: 110%; line-height: 116%;"><div style="text-indent:1em;">She looked over at Vesper almost pitiful.  Sighing, she detached the arctic wolf pelt from her armour before tossing it to her, mute. The pelt will give the elf some warmth, shielding her skin from the wind. "This is much warmer than what I'm used to." She replied, her eyes remained fixed on the tent, watchful. "I don't know if that feeling is from Briarwood or the package itself, they both emit an aura that is increasing tension."</div></span>