Neverwinter Forest Hostile Takeover

She was getting to her now. Ondine's uncomfortability was growing, she saw it as she looked down at her, Ondine's brows furrowed. She remained as cool as could be, though she snorted at the black-eyed woman's next demand. Oh? But lass, Oi'm givin' ye as much respect as ye deserve, Her glare became dangerous then, goading the witch on now, wondering how much longer it would take to break her.