Fillia

"Agreed," Fillia replied to Serk. "This town should have the ability to defend itself," she said in a voice that didn't sound incredibly confident on this point, "but those girls have no such defenses."

She grabs her things and then gets back on her pony, riding to the gate. "Hold here a moment," she says to Serk quietly in celestial. "I believe the others will be along presently and should tend to injuries before we depart." She nods toward the skirmish at the gate, "It seems as though the gods were correct to send us here."

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Going to wait for the others to get nearby and then cast mass CLW for the three of us who are injured: (1d8+10)[12]