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*Hearing the commotion in the square, Snowe had come to intervene. She didn't know what she was expecting- perhaps a petty squabble between rival houses- but that definitely didn't include a small, lavender haired girl knocking around thugs like they were nothing. Snowe leaned against the wall to watch the girl fight and she had to say she was rather impressed with her form and ability, though she was a bit put off that the girl didn't seem to be taking it very seriously.
Snowe ambled toward the girl and her red haired deava companion as the men fell to the ground, Noramir peeking out from inside her hood. They seemed promising, and if they were Seekers, that would make Snowe's job that much easier.*

Snowe: My, my. I must say I am impressed. *she smiles gently* You're quite nimble for a human, especially one so small.