ALAIRA TAENN
Well, at least she can pull herself together quick enough. Alaira thought, a bit surprised at the Snow Elf's recovery from her prior state of 'gibbering wreck.' Apparently the girl wasn't afraid of any harm befalling her, but she couldn't seem to explain just what had actually spooked her. Probably something to do with all the bastards laughing at her or somesuch. Those kinds of people made her sick. 'oh, let's laugh at the helpless.' In her experience, those were the guys that ran at the first sign of any real danger. And she had to give the little elf some credit, she was handling everything quite well it seemed. The girl introduced herself, and thanked her for helping her. "Hey, don't worry about it. Nothing right about just lettin' ya embarass yourself. And I'm Alaira." The Berzerker said, playfully (and lightly) punching her in the arm.
Alaira heard Khan give his 'Please don't kill anyone' speech (At least, that's how she heard it) again. Oh come on, she hadn't killed anybody! Though, he did have a point. What's the point of fighting the same guy over and over? Still, they probably wouldn't let her stay if she did end someone, and even with her predisposition for bloodshed she certainly wouldn't just murder a random stranger for sport, at least not on purpose. "Yeah, yeah. I got it. Healer first, then fight." She said, almost dismissively as se turned to walk away. Though at least she didn't sound insubordinate. She stopped, however, as she remembered something. "Hey, you need someone to show you around? I know the place just about as well as those damned statues." She said to the Snow-Elf. It was true, her myriad manual labor jobs had made sure of it.
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