Maria struggles a bit with the words written on the shield- she's never been one for the academics- but eventually she makes sense of it all. And luckily, she's able to make out the "dragon" that the shield is talking about fairly easily...<br/><br/>"Umm... Lissu? I may need yer help again." The monk sighs and looks over to her companion, hoping that she's not taxing the woman too much with these endless requests for spells and magic. But the woman's magic is able to do things that the monk's body can not.... and she knows better than to try and avoid it. "I don' suppose you could cast that weird dart spell again, could ya? Somethin' that could fly up between the bars an' hit that ugly mug hangin' from the ceiling?"