Sleeping Dragon The rocky road to Dublin

So sorry for the delay. I forgot I was told to skip Dio, whoops.

The girl asks a question and Thuringwethil nods her head once. Whether or not she’s noticed, the other manages to get herself out of the river and put some extra space between herself and the dragons. One ear twitches curiously and her head turns, eyes flicking to the side to catch a glimpse of Dio but, ultimately, she rests her gaze upon the stranger and keeps it there.

“I am Heda Thuringwethil and this is Dio,” she says with a slight jerk of her nose as if to indicate the large warrior behind her. “And Sleeping Dragon stands behind us. Where will you be going?”