<strong>Rose Ironshield</strong><br/><br/>Clearly something was upsetting the beast, some sort of guardian if her brother was to believed and she was set to. She pointedly stepped back three more steps as she sheath 'Thorn and slung her shield, clearly unhappy but letting the ones who COULD talk to it talk. Last thing she needed to do was further provoke it and kill something that wasn't tied to their future foes.<br/><br/>As her father's journals said,<em> 'Never seek battle when prudent words can will the conflict.'</em>Time to let the talkers speak and keep her mouth shut.