[color=yellow][h2][center]Lunalel Lightsword[/center][/h2][/color]

Luna listened in on Lukas' story as she waited for her food.  His story was believable enough, though she didn't approve much of his. . . Underhanded tactics.  It didn't feel right to her, though she supposed that "Discreation is the better part of valor" and when the tide is put against you, it is better to turn the fight to your advantage.  She didn't say anything vocal against him, for she felt it would be rude, and besides, her food arrived at the end of his story.  A nicely cooked haunch of meat that was well-seared on the fire, but still juicy as one could wish.  

She bit into it as Lyssa began her tale. . . And it was quite out there.  The manner in which her father won seemed. . . Very optimistic?  That wasn't quite the word, but it was definitely an out there way to win a fight.  She decided not to comment much more than, [color=yellow]"You're father seems like he's a strong, strong man."[/color]  By this time, she had already devoured her meat, feeling full enough for the night.  Onto the girl's next question, [color=yellow]"Yes, I believe I am.  The food was delicious, [i]though slightly overpriced[/i]."[/color] She whsipered the last part.