[In truth, she wasn't entirely sure it would be him, but she'd seen more locals coming and going. He stood out well enough. If it hadn't been him?
Well, she would play it off.
The knife does go through the sleeve, and she flinches instinctively. The knife, buried in the ground, is pulled out with her mechanical left arm, all diamonds and gold embedded in black.]
I can't imagine you make friends with that attitude towards allies. Though it seems you're trying to make a point, of which I am entirely too dull to comprehend.
[She grins, catlike, all teeth, all self-awareness. They both damn well know she's playing dumb now.]
I suppose I should share now this one comes with knives, but no electricity. [She flicks her left wrist, and a knife slips out, flipping and sliding right into her palm, blade facing outward.] A pity this is the only trick I have. [Another flourish, and the blade hides once again.] But now that we're all done comparing and measuring, I suppose I should welcome you to the temple of mine own magical patron.
Friends are for fools who put their trust in people rather then themselves.
[Ivar says, a sharp smile on his face that doesn't quite reach the coldness that still radiates out of his eyes.]
Now that is a neat trick. [He says in an impressed tone. Really, anything that involves sharp and pointy objects is bound to get his attention sooner or later.]
Indeed. You chose wisely in deciding which god to follow.
[Isha shrugs lightly.] It would be only natural to follow someone as reckless as he is when it comes to learning the secrets of the world. I've little else to offer that aligns with the rest. [Though she does have the gift of gab. But her words are merely tools of her intelligence.]
What is it about my services in particular that interests you? You mentioned some particular people.
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Well, she would play it off.
The knife does go through the sleeve, and she flinches instinctively. The knife, buried in the ground, is pulled out with her mechanical left arm, all diamonds and gold embedded in black.]
I can't imagine you make friends with that attitude towards allies. Though it seems you're trying to make a point, of which I am entirely too dull to comprehend.
[She grins, catlike, all teeth, all self-awareness. They both damn well know she's playing dumb now.]
I suppose I should share now this one comes with knives, but no electricity. [She flicks her left wrist, and a knife slips out, flipping and sliding right into her palm, blade facing outward.] A pity this is the only trick I have. [Another flourish, and the blade hides once again.] But now that we're all done comparing and measuring, I suppose I should welcome you to the temple of mine own magical patron.
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[Ivar says, a sharp smile on his face that doesn't quite reach the coldness that still radiates out of his eyes.]
Now that is a neat trick. [He says in an impressed tone. Really, anything that involves sharp and pointy objects is bound to get his attention sooner or later.]
Indeed. You chose wisely in deciding which god to follow.
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What is it about my services in particular that interests you? You mentioned some particular people.
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[He definitely feels like Isha would make a fine ally with the way she operates.]
It strikes me that you would have a way with people, moreso then someone like myself would. I am not nearly so diplomatic as I would like to be.