“If I concentrate, yeah,” Ana said.

“Hmm. I haven’t tried,” Ana said.

Ana nodded, but didn’t say anything more as they approached the blacksmith.

“I’ll stay out here,” Ana said. Keep watch and such.

Megan had to ask "Where's your mom, Gilly?"

Megan jumped to her inmmideiatly "Mine is too...it's okay. I know." She held her tightly as she picked her up to carry her. "Let it out on the way. Your father misses you a lot, and you need them more than some random stranger rescuing you" Megan's tell tale signs of the Bloodline where there.

Even Megan, can't fault this also beign part of her legacy, aside from a few...most Nocturne preferred to save others. Most of their books in that library is about heroics by the bloodline.

(So did you see my chat on that Third God Killing weapon I forgot about?)

“Put me down!” Gilly shouted, struggling.

Ana nodded, pushing off from the wall.

Megan sighed "I'm helping you out, besides it's better you rest anyways"

(How far WOULD it be, dillon)
"Hm, depends on if we walk or buy horses." Troy replied. "I would suggest horses."

(It’s Gilly. How far is the Dragon lands Dillon?)

"If I had to guesstimate, I'd say half a day if we get horses. Two otherwise." Troy continued.

Gilly instinctively ran to her father, hiding in his arms. "She wouldn't let me go, she picked me up, I didn't-I didn't-I didn't wan-want to," she stuttered.

Ana chewed on her lip, thinking. "Horses are expensive," she sighed.