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         Tira shook her head as she listened to the merchant babble with fear. The poor fools never saw the dangers of the road until it was far too late. I wonder if he's foolish enough to think that sword has as much chance of saving him as a god's trinket. She then looked to the armored stranger as he spoke, raising an eyebrow at his callous offer. "I am a mage, yes. And as much as I would prefer not to have these fools draw the attention of whatever manner of creatures dwells within the woods, perhaps you should consider why we are a part of this group in the first place."

She gestured to the guides. "I would not have parted with my coin if I thought myself capable of navigating the woods." Tira then looked to the paladin, waiting for his moral stance of saving every fool in sight. "Among other objections, I would presume."