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Ira watched as the elf spoke and shut the door, noticing she was hesitant. "Something is definitely up with them." She narrowed her eyes in suspision. She shook her hair out of her eyes and pulled her blade from its sheath. Crouching on the limb she examined the situation and her brows raised when the door was shut in the man's face. He seemed to sit there for a moment in lala land and she coulnd help but snicker. 'maker bless exccentrics. they provide so many joke opportunities.' she thought to herself. Then, upon being addressed once more she breathed a curse. With a heavy sigh she stood, balancing with ease and ran, leaping out as she came to the tip of the branch. Soaring through the air in a swan dive, she made a soft flip and landed in a crouch on the soft moss and leaves. Rasing up slowly, her chin tipped up slightly, the wind blew blowing her hair back from her face Her body glistened with the light sheen of sweat that coated the exposed areas of skin, (of which there were many) and her fierce eyes flashed mischeiviously. A brow raised, she stalked closer to the stanger, twirling her blade skillfully and replacing it in its sheath with a fluid motion. "You might not bite on first encounters, but I do. Especially if its meeting someone who just mudered half of my new recruits. Cause that has now added more work into my schedule and I do so hate working. Thats why I have new recruits, so they can do the work for me." She purred with a silky voice. He wasnt very extravagantly dressed, and it was obvious he did not enjoy travelling and was not used to wearing such attire. His blade however caught her attention, and she stayed aware of its presence, knowing how leathal the man was with the weapon.