Ghosts in the Machine - Part II
She moved along with Berta, while the red-haired warrior woman offered explanation.
Esyld tried to discern if she was in jest... like everyone else here, to her ears, Berta had an unfamiliar accent, sometimes used slang, she didn't always understand. She didn't know what a lightning elemental was, amongst other things.
But as she listened, she decided Berta was being honest with her; asking rather than trying to order, which was appreciated. She glanced toward the crates, bit her lip faintly.
"I understand why it might be very important to get one open. I don't know... my blade is a rapier; unusual quality or no, it's hard to imagine it working. And, possible consequences, as you say. If we might find a way to communicate with the moppetts...hopefully, they could answer much."
Per Berta's request, she did set about seeing if the pair of torches she had in her pack were yet dry enough to light.
Assuming it's possible, I will get out a torch, and light it.