"Ha! What foolish nonsense," Baron Hanrahan roared, stepping quickly back into his role as a goad when he realized the merchants were taking the conversation well and truly off the beaten path. "A little experience fighting wars for kings in the old world, and you think yourself invulnerable to attacks from demons!"
"Do you lot really think that you're so mighty that you can fight off the Demon Lady of the Vale?" the baron asked, slamming a fleshy palm into the table for emphasis. "She'll squash you like bugs!"
"Master Tiernan," Jocelynn quickly said, stepping in before things became too heated. Under the table, she gave Owain's thigh a reassuring squeeze while she took the focus off of him so he could formulate a more reasoned response and decide if the Masters' suggestion would still suit their plan.
