Steel watched as the pair scurried off again, her golden eyes narrowing. She swung her sword around her shoulder and hooked it in to her baldric. The smirk never really left her face, but at the same time she never really seemed to gain a sense of mirth.
"Twice. What's th'goin' bet that says they'll be back and in force later?" she muttered to herself.
She turned back to the assembly, offering them a slight bow and a significantly softer smile. "Not a bother at all miss. Like Ser Castille 'ere says, we don't like our own bein' hauled up by th'neck and made to eat slander." She thrust out a gauntleted hand, her grin widening as the mood of the matter began to improve...not to mention she scared off someone alongside her idol by the Twelve this was really happening!
"Sthalwilf Haemrstymmwyn, miss. Or Steel Wolf if yer not feelin' up to th'task. Wish we'd met under less...neck-squeezing circumstances."
"Twice. What's th'goin' bet that says they'll be back and in force later?" she muttered to herself.
She turned back to the assembly, offering them a slight bow and a significantly softer smile. "Not a bother at all miss. Like Ser Castille 'ere says, we don't like our own bein' hauled up by th'neck and made to eat slander." She thrust out a gauntleted hand, her grin widening as the mood of the matter began to improve...not to mention she scared off someone alongside her idol by the Twelve this was really happening!
"Sthalwilf Haemrstymmwyn, miss. Or Steel Wolf if yer not feelin' up to th'task. Wish we'd met under less...neck-squeezing circumstances."
