Brynn sat down, farther away from the fire compared to the other two while she remained close to the group, listening to the translation of the Elven text patiently as she chewed on the salted meat with distaste.<br/><br/>"There is too many coincidences for my liking," The Northern scratched the back of her head in consternation. "The temple of Bromire in Vadosa. We must be prepared for the worst. I fear that might be that the dragon is Valdessa in a weakened state. Only the Gods knows what will happen if she regains strength." She grabbed her Nordic dagger and began to fidget with the blade as they continued. "Does the text mention anymore about the worshippers?" She asked Merlin after a period of silence.<br/><br/><br/>Sent from my iPhone using Tapatalk