[center][h2][color=CD853F]Thozna Scrapblast-of-Norplain[/color][/h2][/center]
[center]Chatting with Malleck ([@Enigmatik]) and Athulwin [@Tortoise][/center]

Gnolls had a reputation for evil, something Thozna still found confusing even after all her years interacting with the other peoples of Alwyne. Gnolls had no inherent respect for life and saw no problem in killing for what they needed, but they weren't mindless. Friends and family were to be respected and protected, and the Caravan was now Thozna's pack. She presented no danger to them unless they for some reason turned on her and Ryt.

But the Ainock must have grown up with too many stories of her kind, for his body betrayed him by displaying his fear. Thozna found it gratifying, even if it was unwarranted, for there was no better boost to the ego than knowing that someone was scared out of their wits by your mere presence. 

She bared her teeth in a smile, so used to the human way of doing things that she didn't realize just how poorly the gesture could be taken until it had already been made. [color=CD853F]"I could do so."[/color] She shrugged. [color=CD853F]"I just wasn't sure what sort of things I could expect."[/color]

The Ainock was still frightened of her, a slave to his ancestral memories, and when he backed away Thozna took the hint. [color=CD853F]"The elder is right."[/color] she said with a polite nod to Athulwin. [color=CD853F]"Gnolls do not turn on packmates without reason."[/color]