Emberwood the die is cast, pt.2

@Dovev I forgot all about Scipio! (In regards to your question below). Sure we can wait for him. My bad. @Scipio

What did she -- what. This man was a mindless fool. It was he that decided there was information worth sticking around for; how was she supposed to know what to ask? Was this a further trick? He had released her throat, thank the gods, but she was still not free of him.

The woman loosed a derisive snort in his direction, then took a fresh breath. Her tongue felt raw and her throat ached from his pinching grip, even though he had stepped back from his assault. Calling his bluff had been a dangerous move, but it had worked.

I want to know everything. What the hell do you think? There was no avoiding the anger now; even if it meant they became combatants once more, Basilie could not curtail the ire as it spilled forth from her. How do you know of the Romans, for starters? Are there others here? Basilie did not know what to ask, so she asked the first things that came to mind - and each syllable dripped with fury.