"Children shouldn't be left with lingering fear when none is to be had." Lonett said in answer to the half-orc's words. She re-positioned her mask before turning to look at the paladin. His horse was strong and mighty, just as the rider himself. Lonett recognized the symbol of Tyr on him as well as the emblem of the Hammers of Grimjaws, an elite group among the paladins of Tyr to her knowledge. From the way he carried himself and spoke, he seemed honest and straightforward, from what little Lonett could glean. She nodded to the paladin in acknowledgement just as a spunky gnome passed them on her way up, riding on a mechanical beast. She spoke to the half-orc, bidding him to be at ease, allowing Lonett a moment to step back into her shell and don her warrior face, which she'd forsaken to speak with the little girl.

	The monster slayer started up the steps once again, walking with Divna beside her, keeping pace with the paladin. She looked back at the ragtag group of heroes of varying race, specialty and age. Turning her gaze back upon the paladin of Tyr, she spoke from behind her mask. "Judging by the might the Twin Dukes are gathering. We'll find out why we were summoned sooner rather then later." Lonett finished, her words muffled by the mask, but still clear enough for the half-orc to make out.

[@Hekazu]