Uasal
The Swiftest Shot In The West
~'Delta'~
Having her hair suddenly pulled back was uncalled for, having a knife then pressed against her throat was completely out of order. Honestly, did this guard just have a thing for being rough with women? Talk about an impropriate response! And the oh-so-cruel remarks that followed, why it almost made Delta want to cry! That last bit, that was sarcasm. In actual fact, Delta couldn't have cared any less about the woman's opinion. Though, it was a fair assessment to say Delta wasn't yet cut out for an assassination attempt on the Baroness, let alone any noble. But come on, did she have to be so rude about it? The agony!
As the trio walked along with the child in tow, the guard began to ask Delta questions. Questions she felt were a bit unprofessional. The guard was yet to ask her anything about the quest she had taken up, to ask her about the treasure. And here she was asking about her personal life and of her life choices. Rude. Just what was this woman's problem? "Don't you carry out those contracts of death yourself? Wiped out a bandit camp or two, slaughtered a mercenary group here and there, oh or like you know sent people to the chopping block? I bet they all scream, some probably even beg for their lives. You're quite hypocritical. Does that come with the age or?"
With the group coming to a sudden halt, Delta turned her attention to the large group that had assembled. Though it was rather strange in composition, ultimately it mattered little to the woman. That was until the marshal stood aside and introduced Delta to the Baroness. GREAT! Nice. Wonderful. Just announce my alternate identity to the whole world why don't you? Weren't old people supposed to be forgetful! What a truly unfortunate start to the day.
Standing with a slight slouch and bored look about her, Delta's focus shifted from the old hag to the Baroness. With her hands bound behind her back, she couldn't really offer a wave. But suffice it to say she would have. Speaking in a relaxed and casual tone that made it almost seem as though she weren't currently under arrest and facing a possible execution, Delta offered a greeting "Yo, what's up?".
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Having her hair suddenly pulled back was uncalled for, having a knife then pressed against her throat was completely out of order. Honestly, did this guard just have a thing for being rough with women? Talk about an impropriate response! And the oh-so-cruel remarks that followed, why it almost made Delta want to cry! That last bit, that was sarcasm. In actual fact, Delta couldn't have cared any less about the woman's opinion. Though, it was a fair assessment to say Delta wasn't yet cut out for an assassination attempt on the Baroness, let alone any noble. But come on, did she have to be so rude about it? The agony!
As the trio walked along with the child in tow, the guard began to ask Delta questions. Questions she felt were a bit unprofessional. The guard was yet to ask her anything about the quest she had taken up, to ask her about the treasure. And here she was asking about her personal life and of her life choices. Rude. Just what was this woman's problem? "Don't you carry out those contracts of death yourself? Wiped out a bandit camp or two, slaughtered a mercenary group here and there, oh or like you know sent people to the chopping block? I bet they all scream, some probably even beg for their lives. You're quite hypocritical. Does that come with the age or?"
With the group coming to a sudden halt, Delta turned her attention to the large group that had assembled. Though it was rather strange in composition, ultimately it mattered little to the woman. That was until the marshal stood aside and introduced Delta to the Baroness. GREAT! Nice. Wonderful. Just announce my alternate identity to the whole world why don't you? Weren't old people supposed to be forgetful! What a truly unfortunate start to the day.
Standing with a slight slouch and bored look about her, Delta's focus shifted from the old hag to the Baroness. With her hands bound behind her back, she couldn't really offer a wave. But suffice it to say she would have. Speaking in a relaxed and casual tone that made it almost seem as though she weren't currently under arrest and facing a possible execution, Delta offered a greeting "Yo, what's up?".
RavenSong Elvario Faynorae
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