Skye jumped. She had been off in her own little world and hadn't noticed the stranger approach. She had been thinking about her sister, and the anger that boiled inside her. After recovering from her shock,  Skye sat back and eyed the woman. She seemed to be her age, if not slightly older. "Uh, yes. That is, if you are the renowned Ophillia?" She said questioningly. If she was honest, Skye really didn't expect her to look like this.<br/><br/>She took a swig of her mug. "It is said that you can get into places that most think are impossible to infiltrate." She looked around before leaning in. Despite the fact that the girl looked like she could live in the woods, she smelled rather nice. "Places that are forbidden." She whispered. She threw a hefty sack of gold on the table. "Money is no obect. There is more to be had of you help me." She eyed the thief up and down. She reached up absently and began twirling her necklace. She tried to have an air of confidence, but inside she was nervous. She really had no one else to turn to, and this ache for revenge burned in her all day and night.