06-13-2008, 02:59 AM
She cocked an eyebrow, waiting for his pretty speech to beover. He seemed nice enouygh, but he sure was long winded. She compsed herself, and came up with an adequate reply. I am called Deuce Rhiannon, and I happen to be the scout of these fair lands, the lands of Conri and naniko.[/b[ For the first time, she wished she had a more elegant name. But she had to make due with what she had.
Not a spy? Then why was he here? [b]then pray tell, if you are not a scout, perhaps you are a fugitive? For only cowards and theives run as you have been. I am no fool, Sir. I have eyes that see and a nose to smell, and I know a brigand when I see one. There. A way to say, 'who the fuck are you and what the hell are you doing on our borders?' without coming out and saying it.
Not a spy? Then why was he here? [b]then pray tell, if you are not a scout, perhaps you are a fugitive? For only cowards and theives run as you have been. I am no fool, Sir. I have eyes that see and a nose to smell, and I know a brigand when I see one. There. A way to say, 'who the fuck are you and what the hell are you doing on our borders?' without coming out and saying it.