[color=8882be][h3][center]~Arletta Dupain~[/center][/h3][/color]

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All things considered, this was going well, wasn't it? Everyone for the most part seemed to be getting along, even the Wendigo and others she initially had misgivings about. A male Veira which she had never even considered to have a possibility of existing. A half-orc who seemed perfectly friendly, and two humans who introduced themselves. There was a member of the order, even! Odd, but Arletta didn't think too much of it. She had nothing against the order at all, personally - in fact she had worked with them on occasion...before becoming a Dullahan, but, but that was a thought for a different time. As long as they all kept to being civil then this would go well. A small smile found its way to her mouth at the sight. Now this was the sort of camaraderie she missed...though, she could do without Bast's flirting.

[color=8882be]"Thank you for the compliments, Sir Ragoczy."[/color] She said turning her attention to the questionable human with a frown. [color=8882be]"But, I am not impressed. Keep your lecherous thoughts to yourself will you? I have no desire for such relations. If not, then I will kindly remind you what this sword of mine is used for."[/color] Despite her words, there was the unmistakable slight blush that spread across the dullahan's cheeks. She...wasn't quite so used to being complimented, but she knew someone who was looking for a little more than she'd be willing to give...well, as long as she kept her head on straight.

She unconsciously ran a finger across the metal choker around her neck, just as someone else decided to get a little [i]too[/i] friendly. She nearly caused the Dullahan's head to slip and pull off her own head from the suddenness of the touching.

[color=8882be]"E-eh, pardon?"[/color] She blurted out as the Lich commented on her armor and causing the Dullahan a small bit of embarrassment. W-wasn't her style? What? She didn't get much time to ask further before the obviously arrogant Lich decided to introduce herself. Now that was going to be a problem, but as long as no one escalated it then she could politely ask the Lich to be a little more tolerable.

And then Marx just [i]had[/i] to fan the flames further.

Arletta like to think of herself as reasonable. There was no need for the Lich to act as she did - but there was definitely no need for Marx to act as he did. Aside from that, he had basically just insulted [i]all[/i] undead. She could handle insults being tossed at herself - that wasn't something she was fond of starting something over...but insulting an entire species simply because of the actions of one?

Now that was something the Dullahan would [i]not[/i] stand for.

[color=8882be]"Sir Catchanale,"[/color] Her eyes narrowed, turning to the knight. Honestly, she had been hoping he would be more reasonable...she could use a sparring partner. [color=8882be]"That is quite enough, please."[/color] She tried to keep her voice amicable and free of irritation as she spoke. [color=8882be]"Aside from the fact that perhaps our new acquaintance here could have done things a bit more...amicably, I doubt [i]all[/i] undead deserve whatever it is you think they do. So before you put your entire foot in your mouth perhaps you should quiet yourself. I am not one to start anything if I can help it, but I will not be having anyone fighting here. Do I make myself clear?"[/color] Turning back to the Lich, Arletta gave her an equally cool look.

[color=8882be]"I do not mean to sound antagonistic to another undead, but perhaps next time try to be a bit less...vocal with your introduction."[/color] She realized that during that little spiel the Lich actually hadn't introduced herself. [color=8882be]"Perhaps you can start by actually telling us your name?"[/color]