[b][center][color=#17c311][h3][i]Cyneburg[/i][/h3][/color]
[color=#17c311]Location:[/color] Orc Cave
[color=#17c311]Interacting with:[/color]Keystone, Ntaj[/center][/b]

The subtle shifts in Keystone's body language and facial expressions immediately clued Cyne in on the fact that he noticed she was being perhaps far too cautious around the man. She chastised herself in her head. She had forgotten one of the most important lessons of the wild: above all else, be confident. Fear was a weak point. A scared creature, for all the proverbs about cornered beasts was predictable in behavior and could be easily pressured by the object of their angst. Still, she supposed it was better that she realized her mistake here rather than potentially committing that same folly around the Orc Chieftain.

Finished with the knife business, Cyne stated to make her way into the bowels of the cave when she heard Ntaj moving in the same direction behind her.

[color=#17c311]"Are you still insistent on going with me, even after I said just one of us would be sufficient,"[/color] she queried over her shoulder to the other halfbreed. Going in a pair would be less necessary here than the earlier firewood trip. This was dealing with a known danger with a minimal level of danger, rather than the unknowns of heading off into the unknown for a rare resource. If be some chance she did not return after a short period of time, the rest of the party would probably know what occurred and be able to react accordingly. The idea of Ntaj simply going to retrieve something he left in the cave didn't come close to appearing in her head.