"A battle ages ago-one of the great ones that happens every so often, where it seems as if the entire world has been drawn up into one side or another. The forces of darkness versus those of light, as usual. Another dragon grabbed hold of it with his teeth and broke it before the mage I was carrying killed him. The armor on my upper legs protected that part, at least, but I landed badly and broke the lower part further."

She doesn't sound bothered by it-it was years ago, and she's long since grown used to it.