[center][h3][i][color=skyblue]Kendra Serrana[/color][/i][/h3][/center]
[color=skyblue]"Maybe we can find a volunteer. If we can speak to one of these things. Trying to make the weather here a little less lethal isn't a bad goal, and we don't know what our employer's research involves. We can always try to confirm it won't be harmed by her studies before giving her the chwinga."[/color] Kendra's experience in magical study hadn't been extensive, but she knew there were both good and bad people involved in magic. She'd do her best to get a read on the woman before handing a live creature over to her, but she wanted to believe the best of a fellow mage rather than the worst.

One of the locals started shouting to Kythor, warnings of the wind. Kendra stepped up to the tiefling's side and waved at the human woman. [color=skyblue]"Yeah, we got intimately familiar with the wind on our way here. Trust me, we won't be out any longer than we have to be."[/color]