Lumara allowed her eyes to flick over to the man, a frown crossing her face. She brought her hand up to her face, and brushed some golden strands away from her face. Tihlas... that man she was keeping an eye on, right? But she had forgot to take care of him. Great, he could have gone and killed everyone in their group. But he didn't. He began to speak to her, and she looked back at her drink. [b]"Scotch."[/b] she told him. [b]"I suppose it [i]does[/i] calm your nerves."[/b] the blond woman sighed deeply and shook her head. She didn't know why she was so down. She didn't even know Talbot that well. [b]"What are you drinking?"[/b] she questioned him.

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Someone walked into the room and she looked up with surprise. She had thought that it was going to be someone else, but it was instead the blond haired thief. She said those two phrases that was beginning to annoy her, and Ambra furrowed her brow. [b]"If the wound is bothering you, then you shouldn't be walking around too much."[/b] she told her for what seemed the thousandth time. [b]"I told you that I'm not going to teach you how to use a bow, so stop asking,"[/b] the thief would have a much larger range to attack, and she might go and stick an arrow in one of their backs before taking off. Maybe she was being too grouchy, but she was just afraid of her.