Inessa's look is a little apologetic at mention of drakes, but to be fair, she thought that was common knowledge. "They don't exist in great numbers here, I believe. Bears are still more common. I would be remiss if I didn't mention them, however." She mostly knows of their presence here thanks to Kain, who always wants to hike around to get glimpses of them. Lux's antics get a chuckle out of her, as she starts to get used to the nuggalope's gait. It's a bit different from a horse's, but not in an unpleasant way. Certainly more comfortable than riding a dracolisk, that's for certain.

"Garahel can be just as bad, so I understand. Clearly all our current spoiling isn't enough, they must take every opportunity and run with it." Of course, Garahel chooses that moment to look back at them and bark. He can get away with a lot and he knows it, though to be here he knows there's a line not to be crossed and mostly stays within its bounds.

"Indeed, most will be pining for the Grand Tourney in the Free Marches. Unless the Inquisition is suddenly needed to attend en masse, we will need an alternative. Morale is important, is it not? They'll understand, I believe."