[It had been a spur of the moment decision at the witch's cottage, the tale her mother had told her over and over again of the will o the wisps making her firmly believe they had been leading her to a solution. She reaches for her own mug of ale, downing the rest and wiping the back of her hand across her mouth as she handed it to him for a refill.]
So what's th' deal with this dragon o' yers? Huntin' him down?
[SUDDEN TOPIC SWITCH GO. She doesn't want to talk about this anymore.]
no subject
[It had been a spur of the moment decision at the witch's cottage, the tale her mother had told her over and over again of the will o the wisps making her firmly believe they had been leading her to a solution. She reaches for her own mug of ale, downing the rest and wiping the back of her hand across her mouth as she handed it to him for a refill.]
So what's th' deal with this dragon o' yers? Huntin' him down?
[SUDDEN TOPIC SWITCH GO. She doesn't want to talk about this anymore.]