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***OOC I do admit, Herions outburst made my day I was laughing and at the same time thinking 'holy craaapppp' :P**

Tasmyn grinned ruefully and nodded to Ritter, about to speak when Herion burst out suddenly, she watched as he walked along a precarious line between tolerable and potentially lethal comments. Her mouth dropped and she held her face in her hands, a small smile coming falteringly onto her lips. She closed her eyes, took a deep breath and nodded once in order to become stoic again.

When the General jumped from his saddle, Tasmyn tightened her grasp on the arrow and watched him wearily as he came forward, ready to strike if he did anything. He did not and she relaxed, slightly. Taking a step toward Hérion she gave him a glance that suggested he stop, "General Trivius, may I suggest that we leave this rather dreary area for a more private one?" she interjected her eyes darting between the mass of armed men behind the General. "The conversation will be far less likely to have such raucous outbursts, I'm sure," she continued turning her head to glance at Hérion once more a twinkling in her eye, before turning back to Tarvius with a steely look, the twinkle gone.