Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26288702-20180310221203/@comment-28358106-20180326022934

Tirush glances up, then looks away again, speeding up the wiping of her eye. Her face is stoic as she answers, but her voice is weak.

"No, I...I do not. I know that I am like as a beast to them, and they would be as...frightened of me as of those d'rakh."

She turns and faces him, her face still grim. "I do not want to wait, I do not want to mourn. If I do, we may have more to mourn, and that sorrow I would not cease until my last day, if I fail in this."

She steps past him, looking to the hunter. Once again, her voice is clear and demanding.

"Do you want me to talk? Then I shall, but listen, for my words are few.  I am Tirush.  I have come to rescue two who are dear to us.  You have seen my hunt, and you have heard my name in the Great Fire, and even so I give it freely.  Now do this same, return a courtesy I do you." She eyes the hunter warily from a short distance.