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Caught! She'd been sure that her stealth was perfect, and yet the two she'd been observing somehow spotted her. They didn't advance or call out, but to remain in her hiding spot might imply a sense of hostility. She couldn't afford to make enemies of these two, since numbers always dictated the victor of a fight and she had only the one of her to rely on. Still, that didn't mean she was going to approach them as if they were best friends.

Sidling out from behind her stone sactum, Vooli held her spear at the ready and moved no closer then ten paces of the duo. After a short, but tense silence, she dug her note out of her satchel and flashed it at them.

"Yous gotta note such's this'n?" she queried gruffly. In order to win the hand, one had to play their cards, after all. Keeping alert, Vooli resumed holding her spear with two hands, eyeing the tall, dark clothed stranger's sword. She played out a dozen combat scenarios in her mind, each one starting with killing the weaker, easier female and then using her reach to pick off the man. Vooli frowned slightly, knowing that no fight was that easy, but until it came down to it, she'd have no way of knowing how skilled this man was.