Snippet #1612892

Dylan chuckled at the woman sizing them all up. She was on her guard and well she should be around delegates. Not all of them were as friendly as this group.

"I wouldn't have asked you over if I was going to make you pay for your own drinks."

He smiled at her and poured her a drink.

"So I would ask you how you got that scratch but seeing how your dressed and smell like fresh blood. I can only assume your some kind of assassin. My question to you darling, You have any other marks in the area?"

He was concerned that Arucan paid her to take out Midnight. Not like it would be an easy thing, Midnight was very old and legendary in combat. He slid the drink over to her and pulled up a chair so she could sit with them.

"You live around here I'm assuming as well. There is really not much in the area, you must be bored as hell up here. So there are only Delegates in this area, what is a lone assassin doing around here exactly?"

He was simply curious, she looked like she was very skilled. She also looked like she belonged here quite well which made him wonder even more what she was doing in the area. He didn't recall her being in the delegates and he never would forget a face like that.