<span style="font-family: 'Georgia'">Sybille was growing bored as she sat there with elbow on the table and her chin in her hand. She looked around the tavern, noting a group of card players...one of them obviously cheating judging by the way they keep touching their boot, it revealed a card stuck inside waiting for the right opportunity. Aaaand....There he goes being dragged away to the back of the tavern. <span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(147, 101, 184)">"He's going to feel it in the morning..."</span> she mumbled to herself as she watched them drag the man away.<br/>
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Several minutes went by and Sybille had ordered 3 mugs of the tavern's good ale, she placed them in front of the seats of her, hopefully companions for the evening, and kept one mug for herself. Now all she could was just wait....again. The rambunctious cheering grabbed her attention to one side of the tavern, she saw how the dancer had removed her blue top and continued to sway those plump hips. For a brief moment Sybille was looking around at the men of the evening, trying to remember when the last time was she had sex...<br/>
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She took a sip from her mug of ale when she spotted Marek waving at her. Nearly choking on her drink she waved back and pointing for them to sit. It was Marek who spoke to her first, asking her to behave. <span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(147, 101, 184)">"Very well,"</span> she responded, trying not to roll her eyes. Before she could open her mouth to say something, Jynx warned them both about not digging any further for her name. Instead she had provided them with some examples for substitute names they could give the feline. <br/>
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<i>Shadow, Cat, Feline, Assassin</i>...Sybille pondered them, <i>Kitten, Mittens, Whiskers, Puss,...</i> Luckily for her her face was a pokerface as she thought about the nicknames, Shadow's mood warned her enough not to push it.<br/>
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<span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(147, 101, 184)">"Shadow will do. And 'we' will not inquire further about your personal life."</span> She said, she understood the need for anonymity among assassins. She listened to what the Shadowfang has to say and actually liked the info she gave about her clan, no matter how little it was. She only heard about the infamous Shadowfang Clan, heard that it consisted solely of Feline Beastfolk hidden deep in the Fangwood. She stumbled upon these woods once but had decided against testing her fate. <br/>
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Sybille may be an adventurous woman who didn't mind looking for trouble but she knew when enough was enough.<br/>
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Sybille paused after Jynx asked her why she was needed. She took a sip from her ale before answering with a chuckle, <span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(147, 101, 184)">"No it isn't because of your 'stellar' personality as you put it."</span><br/>
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She frowned before looking up,<span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(147, 101, 184)"> "Well actually it is.</span> <span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(147, 101, 184)">Back in Starfall you were the only one that questioned the Black Sovereign of his motives, what the catch was, and what the real task was. I knew as much as you did that this will not be a mere retrieval task. The man didn't even trust his own kin...that says something about the artifact."</span><br/>
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She leans forwards, her arms resting on the table as she looked at both the Assassin and the Monk. <span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(147, 101, 184)">"I accepted your request to team up because you're a Monk. Your people were trained to keep level-headed. Never rush into things, look for alternative ways to complete a mission besides brute force or bloodshed. You are tranquility incarnate, always striving to better yourselves away from greed and lust and anything else that humanity considers a flaw. People trust you. You,-" </span>she nodded at the feline,<span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(147, 101, 184)">"You show an intelligence that most don't have. You probably realized that you couldn't pull this off on your own. But you also know that you can't involve your Clan into this because in the end...Clan is family.</span> <span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(147, 101, 184)">And your family, if this quest will be as dangerous as we suspect, will only be a distraction and hold you back. So instead you would team up with strangers who you believe are competent enough to hold themselves in battle. Less emotional attachment if things go wrong.</span> <span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(147, 101, 184)">And out of all the adventurers that were summoned, we're the only ones that didn't look at you with contempt or are trying to get in your pants.</span>"<br/>
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She gave it a moment to let it all sink in. To both of them. </span>