She bows to no one.
The display of 'charming surrender' and agreement had her wanting to gag. Before she could lower the tip of her blade and end the fun, he surprised her by snatching the first dagger from her hand. The only visible indicator of her shock was a subtle lift of her brow. Meanwhile, her second dagger was immediately in her palm, poised to threaten something he might value more than his throat. It remained hidden in her cloak, not feeling the need to brandish it just yet. She wanted to see what his intentions were.
As he bowed low, Thal scoffed lightly, barely glancing at his bent form to do more than take her offered dagger. That was not the reaction she was expecting. She turned towards the flames, her silhouette daring him to strike her exposed back as she sheathed the blades, her decision made. A test had been passed, whether he knew it or not. So with a mischievous flash of glowing eyes over her shoulder, she gave Isar a fanged grin. "Take a seat." It was a saccharin sweet thing, delicate as a sword swallower's balanced blade coated in flames.
Not waiting for her command to be followed, Thal pulled a black strip of cloth from her nearby bag. Finally turning to face him fully, she dangled the fabric before his eyes. Her gaze promised danger while hinting at something more enticing. "Do you trust me?"
As he bowed low, Thal scoffed lightly, barely glancing at his bent form to do more than take her offered dagger. That was not the reaction she was expecting. She turned towards the flames, her silhouette daring him to strike her exposed back as she sheathed the blades, her decision made. A test had been passed, whether he knew it or not. So with a mischievous flash of glowing eyes over her shoulder, she gave Isar a fanged grin. "Take a seat." It was a saccharin sweet thing, delicate as a sword swallower's balanced blade coated in flames.
Not waiting for her command to be followed, Thal pulled a black strip of cloth from her nearby bag. Finally turning to face him fully, she dangled the fabric before his eyes. Her gaze promised danger while hinting at something more enticing. "Do you trust me?"
Thalassa
