Blackfoot Forest Breathe

the woman seemed friendly enough, and also acknowledged amara's rank. it was customary, but it was always nice to feel some respect, even if it did not come from her own subjects. "well, we can give you that," she replied, for rosings was a safe haven for many. the many that deserved it. she continued to listen, taking in account the trades the woman wished to pursue. this was interesting, for however stereotypical her thinking was, she did not expect her to speak of mercenary.

"mercenary? well, we are always in need of those," she commented, though her questions did not stop there. "what do you know of fighting?" she inquired, figuring aaron would ask the same thing. if the woman proved to be a valuable asset, she seen no reason to decline her. afterall, they were in need of the members.