<ul><span style="font-family: Times new roman;">Solas furrowed his brow, azure eyes shifting between the woman and the coffin suspiciously. As she began to speak, the man eyed the Healer quietly. The flames... The smell of burning flesh, so this is what it was all about. He looked over at Sir Turbertus with a questioning, confused expression, eyes narrowing. <span style="font-style: italic">''I am unimpressed with your responses, Wisewoman.''</span> Turbertus said calmly and deliberately, stepping forward towards the coffin then paused in mid way, about five feet away from the funerary wooden box. <br/><br/>Meanwhile, Solas was regarding the woman. He detected the electrical field that surrounded her form and could sense the green aura. One thing was sure; she possessed high intellect and constitution so he would not be surprised if this woman was truly a Healer. <br/>They say that if one is lying, they would not look you in the eye and at this point, the Fallen had no desire to read in oneâ€™s mind. Instead, he focused on her facial expressions and hand movements while his companion interrogated the woman. Solas could care less about the incident, but his instincts lead him to think that this could have something to do with the Evil Necromancer --The Black King,  who rummaged through lands, slaughtering the innocent.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">''Young one, I trust that you're speaking half the truth. You claim that you have not seeing anything which is quite deceiving actually. Weâ€™re sensing that you may not be telling us the whole truth.''</span> Solas began, speaking slowly as he glanced concernedly at his companion, this last, mirroring the Fallen's curiosity. Could she be trusted? <span style="font-style: italic">''These dead bodies did not come out of nowhere, and someone must have set them on fire. As for now, we came in peace. Allow us to help you load the coffin back on your cart and then we can escort you to the city.''</span> He added gravely.<span style="font-style: italic"> ''We must head to the Tavern. We have come a long way.''</span> Sir Turbertus cocked a surprised eyebrow at Solas, this last one nodded his head, assuring him that he knew what he was doing and hopefully, they will be able to reach the Carpenter Kell in time.<br/><br/>And before they could proceed with helping the Wisewoman, Solas arched two dark brows as the woman operated the coffin efficiently. Spectacular! <br/><br/>Sir Turbertus took a short leave to go get their mounts. <span style="font-style: italic">''Mhm, you lead the way. Women first''</span> His voice echoed, as he approached Solas and the woman.</span></ul>