Neverwinter Forest heavydirtysoul

" If nothing else, most surely you are arrogant. To claim you are the best while wandering the Wilds with a group of vagabonds?"  his sheer arrogance amazed her. Vengeance did not speak of grandeur, of being the best, the most fearsome. No, he simply was. The man she had chosen to follow was strength and was primal power, requiring not the words to explain so, or prove so, or gloat, quite unlike this male. her tail flicked in the manner of a cat, and she watched the male with the same feline boredom. there was a glimmer of ice, of ire, behind her frosted optics, but she hid it well. 

At his words, a glimmer of amusement flickered in her gaze, at what, was not apparent. " I am Aeronwyn. Warlord, Tyro, once, Captain...I have played many roles." she offered, canting her head a fraction as she regarded him still. The second she had held for not much more than a month before taking her leave. The first had been hers for many months, and the latter one that was hers now, or was too be soon, if the man led true. 

"And who are you, then? I expect something ominous,"  she asked, the faintest sarcasm tinting her last words, something she rarely employed. but she had come to learn the value of information, and of names, and would stay a time longer, wondering just how far the male would go to prove his strength and the glory he claimed to harbour.