<span style="font-family: 'Georgia'">Nobility. Her 'blue blood' was something she was never able to fully hide even back when she was a pirate. It showed in the way she walked, the way she talked. Most folk would hide such a detail when joining an adventurer's guild. But not her, according to her it could open doors.<br/>
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Sybille sighed as she watched the feline leave the tavern. But she then turned to Marek, <span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(147, 101, 184)">"Why didn't you say you were light in your pockets? I could've rented a room for you here. It would save us the trouble whenever we need to discuss something..."</span> Yes, she was rich. Probably one of the richest members of the guild along with some other folk who managed to make fortunes there or had a similar upbringing as hers. But unlike the others she made sure her money was well-spent...and then occasionally pampered herself...a lot.<br/>
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But they needed to convince this Shadowfang to come with them. The two of them wasn't going to be enough to traverse the Napsune Mountains, and then convince the dwarves to hand over the piece of the Rod which may or may not be in their possession. She leaned in closer to Marek, <span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(147, 101, 184)">"See if maybe you can convince her to join us? From on fellow martial artist to another...Hm?"</span><br/>
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Jyn seemed to be more approachable with the monk then she did her, and if not then she'll just have to try and convince the kitten using different methods. Like they did at sea... Her eyes narrowed again as she thought about how they used to settle a score among pirates...</span>