Sunbeam Lair The weather outside is frightful

She was not impressed by the woman's attempts at gallantry. Nor was she intimidated by the dark tone. This woman was nothing. The man was nothing. She was the vessel of the spirit of this Lair, higher, even, than her mother, at least here. 

She scoffed at the woman's story. That's boring, She yawned to emphasize her point. Tell me a story of a battle.