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A slight motion of her delicate neck marked the shift in focus between the two men before her as Shandrila studied each of them in turn. The one a barbaric brute of a man who was indeed quite unattractive and seemed possessed of an incredible strength and would seem to be the larger threat, and the other who really commanded the attention of the Vysstichi whore. He was a taller figure with a face that seemed to be cute from stone in its stoic nature. He seemed to be quiet to the observations of the Vysstichi, but something in his eyes gave her the notion that he may not be quite so innocent as she had thought and thus the larger threat.
It was of no matter to Shandrila though, for she had been born to violence and bloodshed, a penchant for cruelty and betrayal had permeated every pore of her body and it was part of her very essence. A slow smile made its way over her mouth though as she listened to the words being exchanged. Not really caring that her blatant flirtation had been so easily turned aside, She responded to the large man first,
"Oh I dont know, beauty has many forms" a smile accompanying the warm words she directed at the male, more then she normally would but she did not want to put them on their guard to early.
"As for what a little thing like me is doing out here, well, I became lost in this white land and have been wandering for some time hoping to find people that could help me find my bearings." A lie to be sure, but one that would hopefully bear some fruit, perhaps they would offer assistance to her, the lowly lost innocent female that was to fragile to survive on her own. Something that the surface races she had been told were well known for.
"If you dont mind I would be most grateful if you would allow me to accompany you as well"
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