Ahmad
_Hadvira looks down at the dagger that was quickly drawn. She seems unfazed by it, she chuckles a bit nonchalantly as the dagger is sheathed again and looks back up at the cloaked lady._

"Calm yourself little Raven, i was merely observing" _she said while slightly tilting her head_

"The name's Hadvira" _she says while extending an arm_
Larry
*Janelle takes the gesture of kindness. She shakes hands.* "I'm known as the Clever Vixen."

*Janelle orders herself another bottle.* "Take it you saw all that?"
Ahmad
_she shakes her hand with a girm grip_

"I did not see the entire thing, but it sure was spectacular, looked like the guy stood no chance."

_hadvira took a hefty sip_

"Too bad there aren't more of them, i do love me a good brawl, i would've jumped right in" _she said followed by a laugh_
Larry
*Janelle drinks from her bottle. This Nord seemed to love to fight. That also seems to be the normal trait of all these snow-loving people.* "I only fight if I have to. Damn pig!"

*She spats the last part towards the door.* "Filth like that pisses me off. Just because they see a pretty face with no ring, they assume she isn't spoken for and make a move."
Ahmad
_hadvira would look at the flewn spit and would slightly frown her eyebrows_

"Well... Yeah but you sure have skill...

_hadvira would look around her and slighty lower het voice._

"But yes, i know how the men of skyrim be when they are intluenced... I'd never say no to a guy looking for a fight though! Haha!"

_the moment she let out a laugh she anxiously looked around at the other people in the inn that were looking at her when her volume exceeded the standerd on the place_
Larry
*Janelle can feel the eyes on them. She didn't like it. Too easy to be caught. She tightens her hold on her cloak, making sure the leather doesn't show.

In her mind, she felt she could hear their murmurs. She could feel the judgment in their stares. The tension within her broke.

Janelle slams her bottle onto the counter, causing it to suds up. She then stands up with fury, her cloak flying open, revealing the attire of the guild! Her eyes again glowing brightly.* "Alright you swine! Keep staring and you all will find a problem! Can't a couple of woman have a good time in peace!"

*Now the muttering crowd adverted their eyes. Each one lost in their conversations about who is amongst them. The Winking Skeever all in panic at the sight of the thief.*
Ahmad
_hadvira would look at her new acquaintance from top to borrom, she would sligjhtly smirk and down her bottle of ale, bottoms up, before slamming her bottle on the bar_

"Damn right she is, and anyone that has a problem with it can say hello to yours truly!"

_she said while standing up straight and her hands on her hips, giving a confident impression_

_some people in the tavern would whisper something to eachother softly_

_hadvira wasn't afraid of the talking behind her back, she was certain she could take every milk-drinker in the room_

_hadvira would quickly look at the cloaked woman, making certain she felt she was backed in this moment of uncertainty_