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[@Aerandir][@ERode][@Guilty Spark][@Asuras]
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What a pleasant little hovel.

She noted two men. Both Elvish. Both with their backs to her. Good, then. Lucky she was able to slip in without being scene. She was confident she could handle both, but this would make things simple. Better yet, they were talking. Amazing how much peoples lips moved when they thought they were alone. How much information one could gather by simply listening...so Sera listened.

Moving quickly out of immediate sight, she positioned herself just around the corner of the door. Still low, as she listened to the two men talking. As she listened, she drew two blades. Smaller ones. Not particularly useful in direct combat, but perfect for dealing with unsuspecting people quietly. A cold breath, as her hand ran along the edge of the blade. A coating of frost slowly covered it. She repeated it with the second, though this one simply had its edge coated in frost, small flakes falling from its blade. The process took in all, just a few seconds. A few seconds of listening and preparing. Regardless of if they had revealed anything useful in that time, Sera would strike. 

First, the one sitting. She approached. Quietly. The Rime-kissed blade aimed for the flesh of his neck, tearing a deep gash, the Rimewind venom hopefully doing enough to keep him from retaliating as he bled out.

In the next instant, she swiftly took the one bitten by frost and aimed for the first non-lethal weakpoint on his armor she saw. Weaken, and interrogate. If all else failed...she'd simply find some useful information laying about here. If nothing else, she'd have two fresh offerings.