[h2][color=ed1c24]GURITAG[/color][/h2]
[sup][@Jerkchicken][@Blizz][@baraquiel][/sup]

Neith speaking about "not judging people" caused Guritag a very obvious amount of amusement. While she didn't respond to the statement, she did sit there and snicker about it, as she secured her beer, and began a long period of staring at Neith-- taking in the details as it were. Yes, this gaze would probably be weird to be under, especially since Guritag didn't bother to make it any less obvious, and didn't let up on the staring, even as Micah and Tolan began doing their thing. [color=D2B48C]"Aye you'd bet 'm enjoyin' it,"[/color] replied Rita to Dion, in a rather distracted manner, before Tolan told them to [i]Go Home[/i].

For whatever reason, this was the statement that caused a very significant shift in Rita's demeanor. Over and over the people of this town had said nothing but 'go home' and avoided answering questions. Maybe it was the fact that Rita, despite the cold beer, was still feeling a bit anxious about the whole thing, but she had officially had [i]enough[/i] of that answer.

[color=D2B48C]"Look'ere, scout,"[/color] Guritag began in a very serious tone, her voice edged with annoyance, [color=D2B48C]"I'm half-past tired of y'all up n' tellin' us to leave cause, if ya been through this afore, then you know's good n' well ain't a thing you gonna say o' warnin' that's right ta put fear in th' hearts o' Venturers, sides the Godsdamned truth."[/color] Guritag took a deep pull of her beer before going on, [color=D2B48C]"So if it's runnin' me off ya wants-- for I ain't one ta speak fer the rest o' these folk-- then you'd best be tellin' me somethin' awful plain n' fearsome. You'd best be tellin' tale of somethin' that'll strike fear like thunderclap in me, else I'll be waltzin' in there like rest o' em. Let down ya vague n' speak word o' truth, [i]scout[/i]. Give ya blunt n' honorable word.[/color]