[center][h1][color=FF4E3D][b]Nitonka Zhtomir[/b][/color][/h1] [img]https://i.imgur.com/n14pZEs.png[/img][/center] [hr] Nitonka had been silent since they had left the tavern, not really interested in pleasantries or conversation. Not that anyone really spoke to her anyways, this is how things had been since she had arrived here. Maybe it was her size or the fact that she wasn't exactly the nicest, regardless, it gave her more of an opportunity to scope out the group that she found herself a part of. Ashley claiming that she was Captain of Knights didn't surprise Tonka. She had guessed the girl wielded a high title, after seeing her dish orders, though it did make Nitonka wonder what kind of abilities she had. Being small wasn't a disadvantage, but it donned on her that Ashley might hold the title simply by blood rather then skill, making her wary of her. [color=FF4E3D][i]"I'll just have to watch her and see what happens"[/i][/color] further watching her and Mikhail's interaction, something else drew a red flag. It seemed the two were at least some what romantically involved, either currently or in the past and Nitonka sighed mentally. In her experience, and she had plenty of it, love only made the body react stupidly. Her hand went up to her stump of an arm, the phantom pains seeming to flair up at the memory. Purging it from her brain she looked at the others. Out of the corner of her eye she saw the other small girl of the group with a bow and her companion following them, approving of their choice to join them in her head. She liked having someone who was sneaky around, it meant that she wouldn't have too. She wasn't so sure about her companion however, as he seemed to wander off and do his only thing. Causing some type of commotion she couldn't be bothered to pay attention too, the man came back with candy only further making her worry about the mans ability. He reminded her of another man from her village and she silently prayed he was at least capable of common sense. As it was now, the group would be in trouble if either of the four found themselves in a life of death situation, having a feeling any of them would risk their life for their companions. She hoped Mikhail's words rang true of understanding what she meant when she said she wouldn't risk her life for them. If push came to shove, she would abandon them all if it meant furthering her own goals. As cruel as it was, in her own way it was a way of respect, she didn't expect help from any of them and she expected them to be capable themselves if they were willing to take this adventure up. Troe speaking up made her pay attention to the situation unfolding in front of her. If he was asking Ashley to lead them, then that meant he knew what she was capable of. It was at least a little reassuring she supposed, as no one else seemed responsible enough to lead the group. Though her opinion was slightly lowered at what seemed like Ashley's attempt too avoid taking this perfectly fine ship, for an evidently worse ship. Not that the smell bothered her, just that it raised some questions as to what exactly was she avoiding. Then suddenly she realized the average mage looking girl, who had been talking to Ashley and Mikhail, spoke up. It was one thing to have others speak up for you, or claim things about you, but when you boast of your own skill, then to Tonka you were full of shit. Moving towards Ashley, she nudged the girl without warning towards Margot, standing with her arms crossed, towering behind Ashely [color=FF4E3D]"if you're half the mage you say you are, then beating the Captain of Whoever the fuck's knights should be a walk in the park no? I'm sure everyone else here would be interested in seeing these abilities of yours as well, gotta see it to believe in it is the motto I live by"[/color] the smile on her face was filled with a "bit" of malice. The only thing she hated more then weak people, was weak people who tried to act big. If they all agree'd to her being the leader, and later down the line relied on her and she froze up or worse didn't have the strength to fight, they could all get killed. Not that she particularly cared for the group, but a good leadership would increase the odds of survival, which in turn increased the odds of Nitonka encountering strong opponents. Besides, she had never seen two mages fight before, so this would be an enlightening experience if she read Margot wrong.