<div class="floatleft">(http://img171.imageshack.us/img171/8125/ceara1.png)   <br/><div align="center"><strong><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;">Ceara Flynn</span></strong> (http://plothook.net/RPG/profiler/view.php?id=9196)</div></div><br/>Ceara listened quietly to her new traveling companions speak... when they'd first left town, she'd made sure to stay on the far side of the group from the bear, and though she nodded politely at Gra'ak's explanation, she seemed more then content to keep her distance from the huge animal, just in case.<br/><br/>On the other hand, she didn't really seem to pay too much attention to Cyrus one way or the other when they first left... though while she nodded in agreement with his relief at the animal being on their side, she did raise an eyebrow as he told them about his sword. She seemed to believe him, at least... while she'd never seen one personally, her training had included enough instruction in the arcane that she'd at least heard of intelligent items, blushing a bit as he speaks and eyeing the sword suspiciously, putting a few feet of distance between herself and him, just in case.