<blockquote><div><cite>Shades wrote:</cite><blockquote><div><cite>Shades wrote:</cite><div style="background-color:#000000; border:1px solid black; margin:10px 10px; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 5px;"><div style="background-color:#80BFFF; border:1px solid black; margin:10px 10px; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 5px;"><div style="background-color:#000000; border:1px solid black; margin:10px 10px; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 5px;"><span style="color: #80BFFF"><span style="font-size: 150%; line-height: 116%;"><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Papyrus;">After saying what she had to say, Susannah kept silence. She felt that the other young woman was scared, and she wanted Xpiayoc to understand that she was not going to bring her any harm. It was the first thing she needed to accomplish, after all.<br/><br/>Having been found out now, Susannah needed to think on her feet. She couldn't be known by everyone else, as it would be very dangerous. Unlike the young woman she was speaking to, others, older and wiser, would probably see her as a threat and order her killed.<br/><br/>Touching her neck, Susannah closed her eyes for a moment. What could she offer without causing too many problems? <br/><br/>A smile curved her lips when she heard that she was strange. "I am indeed", the red haired woman replied. "I am from a land which is named Ireland. It is very far from here, to the North", she answered, deciding to keep things simple, but truthful. "I come here, and to other lands, to learn about the places and people", she completed. It was a good and neutral way of explaining why she was there without actually getting down to the details.<br/><br/>"If you do not hand me over to your elders - as they would probably kill me -, I will tell you everything about my land and our customs, and you can tell me about yours. I promise I come in peace and will not harm you. On my word, you may kill me where I stand if I cause you any sort of harm. Have we a deal?".<br/><br/>Yes, Susannah knew she was probably making a bad decision there. But things had already gone wrong, so all she could do, now, was to try some damage control.<br/><br/>"Would you like me to prove that I have no weapons in my possession?", she asked, after some thinking. It was prudent to offer, after all.</span></div></span></span></div></div></div></div></blockquote></div></blockquote>