Raven's Watch ansi lítill hlutur

Silence. It was an excellent ploy. Valmúa snorted, licking her teeth. My brother must have hired you for conversation, ja? she quipped, though expected it to go rather unnoticed. As Antha marked, the fire woman did nothing apart from acting as a mild ringing mosquito in the woman's ear. Something rather like jealousy plagued her, though not toward the girl's lovely appearance. Rather, the freedom that this ansi lítill hlutur had over her made her angry.
Of course, that was exactly how Stjornuati and Solpallur wanted it. Or maybe it was the strength of your piss, she snorted, shaking her head as though she had smelled a skunk.
No, wait...
No, that is a skunk, she sneered. One had sprayed nearby. Good fucking god.