"That's quite alright. It would simply be a few letters to my band of friends; inquiries on how to deal with certain members of my own side more so than those of the Onyxians," Kehah replied to the Lady Grimm before turning to Geoffrey. "You certain you don't wish to spar tonight? One second longer and maybe the fat man would have beaten you."

It was a jest; everyone at the table knew it to be so. Though quite a bit of her real irritation shone through as her eyes remained cold. She was definitely going to need to write Maar'von a letter; titled [i]'I Should Have Known Such a Pain in the Ass Hails from Your Blood.'[/i]

She was grateful to the boy, however, for sitting between her and the Dark Elf; she was also worried that they'd notice his tattoos. It seems chance that the two of them may be targeted once this whole matter was settled. She wasn't able to think on the subject any longer as the servants began clearing the tables on Lord Grimm's command. At his last comment about future dinners, she snatched another piece of bread; best to make as little trips as possible, then, given the ease it would take to attack just outside the doors.

At his remark towards their chambers, Kehah spoke to Geoffrey once more. "My band and I always slept together with one person either awake to watch, or nearest the opening so that if they were killed in their sleep the rest of us would be alerted by the bell hung on their body once they fell; would you care to do the same to ensure our longevity," She took a second to realize what she'd said, and with a glance to the Lady and Knights, amended herself. "That is, one person taking watch, not one person risking death by sleeping by the opening."