<span style="font-size: 110%; line-height: 116%;"><div style="text-indent:1em;">Brynn gave a small nod, fidgeting with the dagger in her hands as she lightly chewed on the bottom of her lip mindlessly. "Fair enough, let's just pray things will go well with the nobles." She muttered, her golden flecked eyes lifted from their stone gaze at the fire to the city of tents, watching the survivors began to settle down for the night. "And what of Kerrek?" She asked abruptly. "Farkas told us he was in league with the dragon but how? Why would he become one of the dragon's worshipers?"</div></span>