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[color=D399E0]Location: Winged Boar, Aven, Askavi, Terreille[/color][/center][hr][hr]

She knew this realm was broken and she hoped that one day it wouldn't be.  Things changed.  Sometimes swiftly and sometimes at a snail's pace.  But things changed.  One of the Eyriens said, [i]"For the Queen's pleasure."[/i]  Fatima visibly winced again.  It was not the words themselves which inflicted emotional pain; it was the tone with which they were spoken.  She disliked the comparison many made to the others of her caste.  It wasn't her fault that they behaved so poorly to their people.  However, she could not fault the people who felt that way either.  It was they who were downtrodden and so respect was something hard to come by.

Her interest piqued when the barkeep finally gave her the sort of information she was seeking.  Tilting her head to the side she considered his words carefully.  Go alone?  Perhaps she should.  A part of her feared that going alone would mean her death.  But going with her companions would certainly mean her own.  She turned white-gold eyes on Jandar as he spoke.  She had to smile a little at his confidence that she could go on her own.  She knew Jassen would be making a fuss if she decided to do so.  The smile soon faded as Jandar offered a challenge to those within the bar.  A soft flush swept over her cheeks and she turned and moved toward him.

Now in his space, she stood within his defenses.  He could not, hopefully, attack without harming her.  Fatima placed a hand on the arm that held the blade and looked up at him, shaking her head.  [color=D399E0]"I ask that you stand down,"[/color] she said quietly.  [color=D399E0]"Now is not the time or place.  Especially since there is already ill will towards us here."[/color]  She hoped he would listen and hoped, even more, the Eyriens would not take offense to his actions.  Things were much different here than they were in Kaeleer.

She turned to the barkeep again but remained close to Jandar.  [color=D399E0]"If you would be so kind, I would like a few moments to speak this over with my companions.  Could I ask you for some of your fine ale as well as something to snack upon?  We have coin with which to pay."[/color]  She pulled a few pieces from her side pouch on her belt to show the bartender lest he thinks she was lying.  If given the okay she would lead the way to a table in the corner where she could sit down with her men and discuss the best plan of action while unbeknownst to her the person she sought stood outside of the tavern doors.