Gone, gone, gone

Roana looked curiously at the little creature tumbling about in Ronin’s hood, a small grin curving her lips. ”Is that a dragon?” she said in awe. This place really was filled with fantastical things but… a dragon? Now that was quite something, she thought! Though it did make her wonder if any adults were out and about…that could actually be terribly problematic. But she was distracted by Remi’s play on her’s and Ronin’s name and laughed lightly. ”The Chronicles of Ro and Ro. Sounds like a best seller to me.” she said. When Ronin asked her to keep eye on the back she nodded. Some might be insulted to bring up the rear but it was one of the more important positions. Ambushes were more likely to come from behind, so only the very skilled could be trusted with that job. ”So these deities… do either of you know anything more about them?” she said. Roana liked context when she could get it. It made fighting and defending much easier when one had a better sense of what they faced. Her only experience with such things were the mentioned goddesses back in Northaven, who the Natives had feared, who sent an awful illness upon the people, and who sent the Great Stone Cat that had nearly killed her. To say she was hesitant about the intent of any gods or goddesses here was an understatement. ”I seem to be one of the few that has never encountered one.” she admitted. Per her position she walked a pace or two behind Remi and Ronin, eyes and ears peeled for anything suspicious. ROANA You should've crowned her 'cause she's a goddess