[center][h1][b][color=c4df9b]Tayla[/color][/b][/h1][/center] Interactions with [@HokumPocus] [@13Org] [hr] Tayla braced herself as her attacker closed in. She reached for a nearby vase, and- Octavio and Lynx sprang to life and disposed of her attacker. Tayla exhaled audibly. For once this crummy town had actually provided the good fortune she needed. The vase to her right suddenly fell over and landed atop Tayla’s bare foot. [b][color=c4df9b]”SON OF A-”[/color][/b] Tayla fell to the ground cradling her foot as more servants flowed in. [b][color=c4df9b][i]Shit! Shit! Shit![/i][/color][/b] Gritting her teeth, Tayla moved into action and grabbed her discarded blade off the floor. However, before she could move. Lynx and Octavio had already disposed of them all. And… Senses take her name. [b][color=c4df9b]”The hell? How come your magic is working?”[/color][/b] She complained while making her way to the bedside to recover her other blade which the first attacker had used to skewer the bed with. [b][color=c4df9b]”Thanks for the save, by the way.”[/color][/b] She said to Octavio begrudgingly. She didn't like that she had required another's help to survive this encounter. With a sigh, she stared down at her sleepwear and then eyed the attire she wore from the previous day. [b][color=c4df9b]”I'm not about to leave the room like this. This clothing isn't practical for fighting. Do me a favor and turn your back, would you? I'll make this quick.”[/color][/b] She hurriedly swapped attire when Karina suddenly popped in while Tayla was halfway through. [b][color=c4df9b]”For the love of-!”[/color][/b] Tayla shouted while ducking below the bed. Honestly, this woman! Could she not knock?! Tayla quickly threw on her top. [b][color=c4df9b]”Chres is gone.”[/color][/b] She spat out in annoyance. [b][color=c4df9b]”Sil says he went for a walk before getting attacked. His magic isn't working, and neither is my own. This guy however...”[/color][/b] She pointed in Octavio's direction and rolled her eyes. [b][color=c4df9b]”Sil has gone off to look for him, but not before mentioning something about the princess getting captured. So bottom line, we're sitting pretty in a ripe stink of a pile of dung. Funny how that always seems to happen to you lot.”[/color][/b]