Liliana looked over Varric with scrutinizing eyes, as if to get a second impression of the man after he had spoke. She only brought herself to chuff at the man and swiped her flask back from his hands. The musician took another long swill of the alcoholic beverage before closing the leatherskin and returning it to her side. Where there was once a smile was now a frown. 

[color=00aeef]"I 'unno who ya' think ya' talkin' to, 'yer [i]lordship[/i], but my folk don't subscribe to 'yer ideas of caste..."[/color], the girl said mockingly. She said this with venom, blowing hot alcoholic breath at the man, clearly hotheaded about Varric's choice of words. Yet, as she trailed off, her voice became softer and she seemed to lighten up. In fact, a sharp grin had started to form upon her lips.

[color=00aeef]"Bet I could slit ya' neck if I wanted, y'know that? Maybe just take what gold ya' got on ya' right now"[/color], she said before erupting into a fit of laughter.

[color=00aeef]"I'm kiddin'! If'n 'yer true to 'yer word, I wouldn't mind takin' a job. Say, how ya' figure 'yer gonna' be able to do that if back home is ridden with plague feistier than pig guts?"[/color], Liliana pondered momentarily, [color=00aeef]"Hells, for all we know, this here island ain't too bad."[/color]

Suddenly, her attention was cut from the lord and turned to the other survivors who had began meandering along the beach. She moved her body to face the others, and gave them a warm greeting with a hasty wave of her hands. She might have appeared frantic and in need of help if it weren't for the huge smile on her face.

[color=00aeef]"Oi oi! Looks like we got ourselves a crew! The lackadaisical Lazy is at 'yer service, friends!"[/color], Liliana let out as she flipped her mandola to the front of her body and into her hands. She began strumming and hefted her pack a bit with some shoulder moving. Spotting the two making way to investigate the nearby light, the traveler decided that they were taking the best course of action. She would have to properly introduce herself to the others later. Liliana soon found herself stomping toward the women, singing as she played the wooden instrument in hand. 

[color=00aeef][i]"From the maelstrom of knowledge, into the labyrinth of doubt! The ocean has called, so salty and stout~"[/i][/color]