Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5543592-20140213025135/@comment-11457306-20140220042642

Brighid had heard him coming, of course. She didn't become an assassin by being unaware of her surroundings. Evidently he had not taken her seriously when she said she didn't want to talk any more. She stood and moved over to sit on a boulder.

"Thank you, Emrey.  I'm sure they would be. I have moved past it.  I think Anneken has too.  You brought up the memories when you mentioned the scars.  I'm sorry I brought it all up." She crossed her arms and looked over at him, leaning so casually against the tree.

"What do you want from me, Emrey?  Why do you take such an interest?" Even as she said it, she realized that she had started it, back at their first camp, but she wanted to know what he was thinking.