Silver Creek Silvermoon

Did she just call her daughter a saint? The saint of what? That's a little pompous, don'tcha think? Mag wasn't trying to offend, and there was a current of humor within her words as she gauged the woman's reaction. Last thing Mag wanted was to piss off some giant.

Gotta wonder where'n that attitude comes from. Claimin' this side ah the Wilds entire, that one! Though, suppose if'n ye all are so. . . tall here, I could believe it. Her brow raised and she whistled a small sound, one of appraisal, presuming she was impressed.

No harm no foul. Plenny of frogs in this bog, n' all that. I'll keep clear ah yer crew from now on.