[center][color=c4df9b][h3]Maritza Verenna[/h3][/color][/center]
	As the conversation unfolded, the Knight Serpenta's trail of thought took a notably different turn from the others. Wherever the shard of Angroron ended up, it would be easy enough to track through the devastation left in it's wake. A horrific loss of life to be sure, but an acceptable cost if it meant they made good on the opportunity to hunt down whoever wanted it in the first place. On the topic of said individual, Maritza's eyes narrowed behind her visor as she stared down Alette, vocalizing the rest of her thoughts.

	[color=c4df9b]"You know..."[/color] The Naga started off slowly, a hardened edge to her tone that had been missing previously. [color=c4df9b]"The livery of the Iron Roses is hard to mistake for anything else, the armor of our captain especially. So, now that you what kind of mess you've been hired for, along with the fact that you still won't tell us who hired you, leads me to one conclusion."[/color] There was a cold pause as Maritza lowered herself in a fighting stance, one hand dropping the rune-lined head of the axe in her belt. [color=c4df9b]"You believe that your employer is an enemy to both the Church and Crown of Thaln. I think it would be in your best interest to prove me wrong."[/color]