Her blushing, at the compliment, radiates through the mental link, even though she doesn't reply. Ulwei laughs. "Look like a prize? Hah, how do you think I got to be a Wyrmlord? It wasn't entirely because of my skills, you know. Well, skills in battle, anyway. And it sounds good to me... I don't see any major problems. We'll need to adapt once we see the city, of course, but it ought to work.