<div class="floatright">(http://puu.sh/o69Lc.jpg)</div>The firewielder's brows drew into a frown when Lorelei started to sing -- whilst Nuria hardly minded assistance under most circumstances, the way the bard liked to break into song somehow always managed to catch her off guard. And she was doing some manner of serpentine dance, as well -- the edge of her lips tucked upwards for a moment's distraction before Nuria regained her focus: she cocked her head to the side and tried to split her attention between keeping an eye on the kobolds and her more melee-shy compatriots, just in case the little buggers were more of the philistine variety.<br/><br/>Everything seemed to go fine, however. The diminuitive lizard-people were pacified, an accident waiting to happen averted and everything looked to be in order with a couple of local guides secured. "Well done," the Godlike woman commented and briefly reached out to give Lorelei's shoulder an amiable squeeze before she turned her attention towards the kobolds and their warnings.<br/><br/>"Careful, dear," Nuria chided when Sydney took shelter behind her. "Complain too much and we might make you their payment." But this wasn't their first journey together and the brunette knew that Sydney was a cautious one -- how could she not be, when the spell she relied upon the most was one of invisibility? So even whilst she could not quite understand the wizard's worries, she reached back to ruffle her short hair a bit and dispel any bad blood her joke.<br/><br/>No, Nuria was not worried about the kobolds. There was very little Nuria ever worried about, in truth. Perhaps the capacity had been burnt out of her, perhaps she simply lived too much for the moment to spare much thought to the future, but if their new guides were to prove themselves treacherous that would be dealt with when and if it happened as far as she was concerned.<br/><br/>The mention of Deep Ones and the nursery rhyme that followed didn't seem to change her attitude any either, but to be fair -- Nuria had zoned out of the rhyme itself after the third time 'Mr. Mouse' came into play and just listened along to the sound of Lorelei's siren-like voice. Something about mages with tendril-mouths and wanting to put minds together?<br/><br/>"… is there an abridged version with just the important bits?" Nuria barked a laugh, then proceeded to walk right at the front of their little group, together with Phelypsis who usually took the lead in these situations. Nuria didn't mind, as long as she was close enough to the front to leap right into the fray along with the brawny barbarian and give their foes a taste of flame.<br/><br/>So it was only obvious that she was the first to reply: "I'll be right after you," when Phelypsis was quick to volunteer to move on first. Magics seemed to abound in this area and whilst Nuria was not wholly mortal, she wasn't really a mage -- the fire spoke to her and answered when she called, but any gods or spirits outside her domain were no more likely to be amendable to her presence than any other's except, perhaps, for idle curiosity.<br/><br/>"… assuming we're moving along?" she glanced back towards Lorelei and Sydney, who seemed more in their element regarding such matters, and waited for their input.<br/>