[h2]Tyaethe[/h2]

There was a brief pause where Tyaethe didn't move at [i]all[/i], too busy interpreting that description, before the paladin stabbed her sword into the ground and stood glowering at it, anger [i]barely[/i] not verging into the visible. If the now-pacing paladin wasn't a visible enough sign of anger, the swearing probably was, although the rapid [i]"Merde, merde, merde!"[/i] gave more away from the language. 

Along with the promise to find whoever was stupid enough to conceal this and make sure they never saw daylight again. Not that this was all that [i]helpful,[/i] even if one could understand Ithillane fully--or at least hazard a guess based on the similarity to Thaln--for working out what it was that was stolen. Tyaethe seemed to know, but she wasn't exactly [i]explaining.[/i]