Myrtice
"Ah, that trope. I've seen quite a few on the receiving end of that one a couple of times."

*Zed did recall some female assassins attempting to take him down. Ah, how they were tricky. One was incredibly tough as well; she was difficult to take down. Yet none succeeded, regardless of gender. Admittedly, some of them got even closer via trickery.*

"Yeah, some just got that drive and that toughness. What caused you to retire? Didn't like the line of work? You still look good enough to be a fighter."

*Another coin has found itself being rolled across Zed's fingers, the silver gliding across his hand.*
Ann
"Amazing to think how many people foolishly believe it, yeah."

*She thought of those days, with a small shrug of her shoulders. Days that felt so long ago they were like another lifetime. Though, in a way, she supposed it was practically another lifetime, given she was in her 30's now.*

"Some people really do just have the drive to fight harder than others. I once heard that putting your heart into the fight can make all the difference. For my retiring, well... Fighting and traveling is great and all, it certainly pays well... But, I got a little old. Fighting for coin doesn't mean as much when you start getting older, and I appreciate the comment."

*She watched him roll the coin, sighing softly as she thought of the past, and then of her future with the tavern, a smile forming as she thought of it.*
Myrtice
"Too many people rely on it. It's good, but I've seen a few people get hurt cause of it."

*Said few people were people aiming to kill him by rushing forward, swords or axes bared. Of course, Zed couldn't say anything; exposing himself as an assassin (or even as a target of one) would make him a target.*

"Older? Ah, must be one of those slow agers huh? Body still retains its youth, even after a decade."

"So... Got any plans for the future?"
Ann
"Agreed. Far too many people rely on it. And people certainly have gotten the short end of the stick doing it for far too long."

*She grinned a little when he commented on her slow aging, and her cheeks burned a little. She thought she looked older than she was, but... Maybe she did look young still. It certainly made her feel better, least.*

"Well, thank you for that confidence booster. I sure feel the years. Maybe a little bit more than my years."

*She said with a soft laugh, as she tried to work on regaining her composure in the moment. Had it really been so long since she had been complimented like that?*

"For the future... Well, hoping that this place keeps running for a long, long time is the main hope. Maybe get married, adopt, or have kids of my own. Really, I think I'll take a wait and see sort of view to the future, but hope it pans out well."

"How about you?"