wildmage_daine

He looks her over compassionately. She looks weary, certainly physically at the very least. He doesn't know Daine well enough to yet tell if she is troubled or if he has merely come across her path at a bad time. "Please, allow me to return your kindness." He holds out his open hand. It's midday, there's a clear sky. Even so, sunlight seems to pool in his palm. "A simple trick of the Light, you could say: a levitation spell, to relieve the weight of your goods for a time."