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[b]Time:[/b] 10:00 AM!!
[b]Location:[/b] Roshmi City Alleyway
[b]Interactions:[/b] Orias [@helo]
[b]Equipment:[/b] Sidesword, dagger, billhook, and armour. A pouch with 92 amas in. A long-sleeved cloak and a cat mask.[/center][hr]

Nabarra smiled at Koldar when he handed her the bag. It was a warm smile, compared to her usual expressions. She sat back on her heels and started dragging the contents of the bag out onto the ground. After tying her purse back to her belt, she lifted the cloak up to admire. It fit the bill perfectly. She pulled it over her head and shrugged her arms through the sleeves. It fit well, but was ridiculously big for her. The hood slid down over her eyes. [color=a980d6]"Thanks, Koldar. I bloody owe ya one,"[/color] she said, looking up at him through the hood. 

She snorted at the image of the two of them, armed to the teeth, wearing such ridiculous masks, hissing at the patrons. [color=a980d6]"Now that's a fuckin' thought. I'd say hissin' would help sell it. These sleeves will really sell it,"[/color] she said, lifting her forearms so the sleeves flopped back down. They looked almost like pyjama sleeves. She reached back up into the cloak and drew her dagger, cutting the sleeves to a more appropriate length. [color=a980d6]"Anyway, after we get on the piss and make some friends, wha's our plan? We can't jus' fuckin' be all "Oh yeah this one 'ere, she's a fuckin' Dark Elf, but don't worry yer pretty little face, she's on our side", can we? Don't expect they'll take that bloody well,"[/color] she said, looking at the mask that was still laying on the ground. Nabarra reached down and picked it up. She rotated it in her hands for a little while before casually holding it up, saying [color=a980d6]"And this can only hide so much."[/color]

That the king was apparently a coward was something that kept eating at her mind. That couldn't be good. If they couldn't find an earnest resistance at that level, then what would they find? The idea that he'd sell his city out crossed her mind, but she quickly dismissed it. Surely a king wouldn't be that irresponsible. A safer option would be to appeal to the idea that the demihumans really had no stake in the war - it was Light Elves versus Dark Elves. Nabarra stood up, tying the mask on and slipping the veil over her lower face. [color=a980d6]"Koldar, let's circle back to that fuckin' king for a sec,[/color] she said. [color=a980d6]"What [i]is[/i] he doing, if not resisting the Dark Elves?"[/color] Her tone was low, fear and danger creeping into it. An old adage slipped into her mind... [color=a980d6][i]If they're not with us, they're against us[/i][/color]

Shaking her head, Nabarra hefted her billhook and walked towards the alleyway exit, gesturing for Koldar to lead the way.