Greatwater Lake Lose a little guard, let it down.

If one was thirsty, then looking for the unsolid part in the middle of the river did not seem like a very sane idea. Not only would you find, what you were looking for, you would probably break through and drown. She conveniently forgot the fact that she had done her share of stupid and dangerous things as well. But, once the stranger was out and away from the danger, Wraen shoved all worries and doubts aside. 

"If you are thirsty, there were some open streams by the lake," Wraen offered. "Wraen The Dragonhunter," she introduced herself. Ever since Bernard had mistaken her blunder "Re... nevermind" as her family name, she had taken liking to adjust her surname to the occasion. "So - as such - it would take a lot more to give me chills."

They conversed a little longer on the subject of dragonhunting and some trivial matters and then their paths parted.