Quilla searched every crevice she could find for a weapon, but found only dust and cobwebs. She said nothing as she watched Storm strip the body of anything valuable, but said a quiet prayer for the dead soul afterwards. As scarred and battered and crude as Storm was, Quilla sensed a strength in the woman that she wished she had herself. Yes, please...take point[/color she answered softly. But as soon as we get out of here, might we stop someplace so that I can meditate? I'm not sure what spells I have left, if any.<br/><br/>Talion was more interested in the other woman than in finding a weapon. She walked over and helped the woman up. As soon as we find my bag, I can help you fix up you hair. And I have some clothes that will just look scrumptious on you. She smiled at other woman. I'm Talion. What's your name? the blonde elf asked, her eyes twinkling.