This was going surprisingly well. Karen let herself relax abit, "Oh, you know how it is, as much as id<em>like</em>to just kill everything in sight, being a Mender kinda precludes that sort of behaviour." she declared with such great and dramatic woe that she clearly didnt mean it.... or did she? She turned her attention to the mage before continuing at a normal tone; "Menders heal, restore, protect, that sorta thing. Being a follower of Storms means I'm less 'white mage' and more 'Juggernaut' though I can patch other people up just as well. So you can heal as much as you like magic-man-" she told him with a smirk, "-Just means i can keep more of my stuff for myself when a Darkspawn tries using one of my ribs as a toothpick...<em>again</em>."<br/><br/>Her interest was piqued however, "'Naginata wielding, bible thumping, vampire slayer' eh? Now that is a story I have to hear."