[color=olivedrab]After hearing the words "quest giver", she paced back and forth, oh so casually. Her eyes narrowed, scrutinizing the pair. "I have a task needing tact and," she paused for dramatic effect before continuing, "moral flexibility. Alas, you are not properly geared!"

Cesira then returned to her original spot, keeping her face as calm as possible.

How long could she keep this up? Inside, she wanted to [i]die[/i] of laughter. [/color]

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[@Deathsong12][@Shmektheshmuck]

Changed dialogue slightly 'cause it sounds better.