"My name is Riu." She is human looking, her hair a bright red color and dark brown eyes. When she smiles, sharp teeth are visible. Riu glanced at the flyer she had been given. The drawing on it was roughly the girl in front of her. "We are neutral territory." Riu gave a small shrug. It was true the restaurant owner on several occasions had refused to give information to either side. That had earned him some trust. Riu appreciated the idea of it, having fought in her own war. The woman mentioned her curse. It was covered by gloves, so she was surprised. But Sora explained she had felt the magic energy. Something Riu did not know of but sounded like it was possible.<br/><br/>"I doubt you can fix it, but if you want to look at it, you may." When Sora was ready Riu pulled off her glove and let her look at it. It looked like a burn and there were characters on it that Riu knew to be the language of her father and grandfather. She could speak it but had never learned how to read it. A surprising feat considering how many of Riu's own fliers had been written in the language. The curse she knew perfectly well. It would not allow her to ask questions. Each question she asked brought her closer to death. A question asked eventually faded, but if she asked too many in too short of a period the black mark would spread on her body until it burned her to death. Many spies in her homeland had died by similar curses, but none had been so personal.