This is the sort of situation, where, had Nadine a gun, she'd be firing it already. When a threat presents itself, her first impulse is to shoot it. But she's unarmed and the threat has projectiles. And she has to get up on a horse. On her own.
Nadine is not a horse person. She avoids them whenever she can, only riding when it's really the best course of action. Like venturing out into the desert. There isn't exactly time to look for an appropriate sized rock or tree stump to use as a mounting block, and Geralt is Busy.
She might have been able to scramble up herself, with a few minutes of time, but she doesn't have a few minutes. Two of the strangers are rapidly closing in on her and she knows if she starts struggling to haul herself up she's going to make herself an easy target.
"Shit."
Rather than present her unguarded back to the probably assailants, and distract herself with the effort of ground-mounting when unskilled at it, she turns and calls a ball of fire into her palm. It's perhaps not the most impressive of fireballs, barely worthy of the name 'ball', but maybe it will be something of a deterrent...
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This is the sort of situation, where, had Nadine a gun, she'd be firing it already. When a threat presents itself, her first impulse is to shoot it. But she's unarmed and the threat has projectiles. And she has to get up on a horse. On her own.
Nadine is not a horse person. She avoids them whenever she can, only riding when it's really the best course of action. Like venturing out into the desert. There isn't exactly time to look for an appropriate sized rock or tree stump to use as a mounting block, and Geralt is Busy.
She might have been able to scramble up herself, with a few minutes of time, but she doesn't have a few minutes. Two of the strangers are rapidly closing in on her and she knows if she starts struggling to haul herself up she's going to make herself an easy target.
"Shit."
Rather than present her unguarded back to the probably assailants, and distract herself with the effort of ground-mounting when unskilled at it, she turns and calls a ball of fire into her palm. It's perhaps not the most impressive of fireballs, barely worthy of the name 'ball', but maybe it will be something of a deterrent...