Skye fought even as she was lifted off of the ground, before she slowly started to realize that her efforts were wasted. She felt slightly insulted by his words: She was a fully trained ranger, born into the business of being one. If she couldn't take on a few bandits, she deserved to be a slave, receiving a whipping for every wrong and right. [i]Of course[/i] she would look like she needed help if she was the weaker out of the pair of them: When a cat is paired with a wolf, the wolf always looks stronger, even though the cat has it's own skills.

Once she was dropped, the young woman moved over to grab her dagger back once more. Grumbling to herself, Skye prepared to continue the short walk to Avalon, however she was interrupted by yet another surprise when someone appeared right in front of her! Skye would have been even more surprised if she hadn't hit her surprise quota for the day. Sure, maybe it was a [i]bit[/i] surprising, however at the current point in time Skye half expected the man to suddenly sprout wings and fly.

"Fine," Skye said. She walked around the man that had appeared in front of her, before stopping, her back facing them. "By the way, it would be nice to know some names." She started to walk once more.