<strong><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 14pt;">Brand, the Dragon Knight</span></strong><br/><br/>Brand looked a little disappointed that the others didn't want to tackle the beast.  However, that could have just simply been the dragon in him feeling so.  After all, he didn't need to prove his capabilities just yet, and the others seemed quite capable.  It would be better to save energy for a threat they could not avoid.  Nodding his own agreement, Brand fell into step with the wagon, glad that it moved at a sedately pace.  He wasn't sure what he would have done if the wagon went faster than a walk, and he was quite reluctant to reveal his wings or magic.  Walking or riding was what normal people did, though he so far hadn't found an animal that would let him ride it.<br/><br/>When another stranger suddenly appeared, Brand's eyes widened as his hand inched towards the sword on his back, pausing when he realized she meant no harm.  Evidently he wasn't quite over his eagerness for a fight.  Dropping his hands to his side, showing his own peacefulness, Brand turned his head towards Almir.<br/>"It seems to me that the women here prefer grander entrances than the menfolk.  I can't begrudge them that though, they are quite impressive."<br/><br/>Brand looked at Borom, wondering what the old man's response would be.  It didn't seem like she'd be turned down, given the varied company here already.  Certainly Brand didn't have any objections, and that wasn't the dragon speaking.