Tara heaved a sigh of relief as the boar succumbed to her soothing song, brushing her raven locks back from her face.  She didn't like to over rely on her gifts, but she thought avoiding the boar would count as a wise use of her talents.  She gave a start when a small hand landed on her shoulder, spinning to face the other maiden.<br/><br/>"I hadn't realized you were so close by," Tara admits to the other woman.  "But yes, by all means, we'd be safer together than apart.  Umm, do you need a sword or shield?"<br/><br/>Tara flashed the other woman a quick smile.  Then she turned her attention to the badly wounded soldier.  It wasn't in her nature to let someone die when she could intervene, but on the other hand, helping out the wounded man was a risk to her own precious freedom.  True, he had warned her about the presence of the boar.  Tara debated with herself for a moment, then moved closer to the wounded soldier.  If all else failed, hopefully between herself and Esme, they could defeat the lone and wounded man.<br/><br/>Bending over the hurt soldier, Tara put a hand on his wounded leg, humming another restful hymn as she tried to save the fellow's life.  (Casting Cure Light Wounds.)