Liadan blinks at the person in the dark robe with the obscured face, frowning as she tries to spy exactly who is under that cowl. Â Her frown grows as she notices other, similarly dressed individuals doing the same thing.
What in the hells...
When she finally takes a look at the flyer itself, her expression doesn't grow lighter. Â If anything, she looks even more annoyed - it's amazing really. Â She shakes her head after a moment, muttering, "No note as to under whose authority this warrant has been issued - why am I not surprised? Â As if I would capture someone for Outsiders and deliver them to somewhere in a frozen waste! Â Do they have any idea how massive Coerthas is?"
She shakes her head and hands the flyer off to the next active-duty Adder she encounters, explaining how it came to her and her own suspicions on the motives.
You never can trust outsiders.
What in the hells...
When she finally takes a look at the flyer itself, her expression doesn't grow lighter. Â If anything, she looks even more annoyed - it's amazing really. Â She shakes her head after a moment, muttering, "No note as to under whose authority this warrant has been issued - why am I not surprised? Â As if I would capture someone for Outsiders and deliver them to somewhere in a frozen waste! Â Do they have any idea how massive Coerthas is?"
She shakes her head and hands the flyer off to the next active-duty Adder she encounters, explaining how it came to her and her own suspicions on the motives.
You never can trust outsiders.