<strong>Name:</strong>Senadra<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Forest Clearing just within Macedon border<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Blaque<br/><br/>"Tch..."  She seemed to waver a bit at his words, making a slightly frustrated...or was that pained?...noise.  Her brows knit together before she responded.  "You speak truths I cannot deny...and believe me when I say I know full well about how bandits treat someone like me.  I just got away from three moon's worth of it, after all..."  She groaned a bit as she went ahead and sat back down, though the motion was very clearly a bit faster than she intended...she wasn't able to stand up like she wanted to any further, she felt.  The landing made her visibly wince in pain, though she didn't let herself make a sound.  "Whatever it is you intend to do concerning helping me...please do so.  The gods know I need it....and even if I wanted to stop you, I doubt I am in any condition to do such.  Just...two questions first...please.  What land do you hail from, and what country are we currently in?"  Her hold on the axe changed as it was set beside her on the ground, becoming that of an open palm resting on top of the grip as opposed to fully grasping the weapon.  It was clear she was not ready to depart from this world just yet.<br/><br/>The wyvern itself narrowed its eyes a bit as it watched and listened for a moment, and then laid its head back down and closed its eyes to try and rest.  It seemed to have determined that now was as good a time as any to try and sleep to work on recovering from this catastrophic ordeal.