[@Roughdragon1][@EldarionI]

Damn it all!  She must have shown her hand too soon.  Either that...or this bastard was of sharper wit than she assumed him to be.  Her heart skipped a beat upon lieu of the table being flipped and a sword being drawn, hand instinctively reaching to her thigh, but alas, her hand she stayed.  Though her eyes betrayed her sudden jolt of fear, firmly they remained affixed to his, eyes that smouldered with the embers of Hell.  Her lips stayed in a charming smirk.

If he thought his cautionary tale and blustered threat would dissuade her, then a fool was he.  Oh the many times she could count of a blade being drawn to her, a man's hand being upon her throat, or just simply elluding a roving band of marauders after swindling their leader.  And this knight dared to threaten her.

A sultry giggle she issued, a daring grin.  She leaned closer to him, a slender finger calmly nudging his sword aside.  She gazed into his eyes deeply, a look of desire, nay...of hunger.  [color=ed145b]"Oh my dear, you must have me mistaken, for truly I have no desire to harm you but to [i]please[/i] you~"[/color]  Her tone, sensual, yet it simmered with a hidden malevolence.

Albeit, the dwarf's mouthing of [i]plenty of silver[/i] had her tempted, and for certain she was casting herself into the lion's maw, but she was close, so close to having her thorns in him.  [color=ed145b]"For the right price, of course.  Now then, my sweet, why don't you sheathe your blade?  We go somewhere a bit more...private.  Then perhaps...you could show me your [i]other[/i] sword, hmm?"[/color]

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[color=ed145b]"No need, little man."[/color]  A soft smile to the dwarf.  [color=ed145b]"He's just a little hot headed is all.  None you worry."[/color]