Maiden, I have already learnt to keep my comments within my bosom and my lips sealed...
Jadious stands there wondering if she can depend on her magic staff to help her come up with a horse. If not, it would be a long and difficult journey. She waves her staff in the air and mumbles a few words, then smiles.
Ye are not by any chance one of those who have come from a family of the unstable of mind? Ye expect what to happen by thy actions?
Familiars? Were ye conjuring mosquitoes?
* laughs loud and then walks in a pacing manner *
Where be the warriors we need?