Naethra smiled, despite herself. She was an actual sorceress. She'd used actual magic to cast actual spell s against an actual foe! And she hadn't even almost died in the process!
She favored Lou with an excited grin, or as near as she could come without opening her mouth.
It would be bad form to share her excitement over being what she'd been telling these people she was from the beginning, so she took a breath to steady herself and tried to assess the situation.
"That went well! Do you suppose they were with the gnoll? I rather suspect the townies would ha e told us if they knew she had a pair of ogres."
Oric and Gwyn were examining the loot (certainly cleaned than bodies, but that shimmer was still disconcerting), and Naethra turned her attention to the third object.
"Uhm... what do we do about that? Or her?" she asked, approaching the bag of flour that had been a fellow adventuress not minutes before.