Atisha could only give a weak smile as Magnus and his family forgave Atisha for what she had to do. It was a load off her shoulders, that's for certain. She finished her simply breakfast quickly so that she could focus on speaking to the three.<span style="color: goldenrod">"Speaking of work, what will you do now? I mean... It might not be the last that you've seen those assassins. They may come back to finish the job if no one reports back. However, I promise that I will do everything I can to put an end to these attacks, for whatever reason they're even occurring."</span>Perhaps it was none of Atisha's business what these assassins want, what their agenda is or even who their targets are, but Atisha couldn't settle down knowing what evil they were doing, and how she could stop them. Besides, it gave her something to do aside from just wandering the world with Sheo.<br/><br/>Speaking of the woman, she groggily got up after Atisha splashed her with the hot water. Sheo was fairly used to it and it was actually one of the more pleasant ways for her to get up, even if it did leave her damp. Sheo swayed heavily as she put on her boots and other clothing, gathering all her things together. It was just a force of habit even if Sheo didn't plan to go anywhere today. She continued to sway like a flower in the breeze as she walked down the stairs and strait towards the bar.<span style="color: lightgreen">"Prairie Oyster..."</span>She grumbled. The barkeep knew what she was looking for though and went to make her hangover cure and a cup of water.<br/><br/>Back to Atisha. Around this time a new, or rather a somewhat forgotten, friend arrived. Atisha never got his name and simply knew him as the gigantic mage from last night, who managed to incinerate a demon. Certainly someone who she had a decent amount of fear and respect for, even if he did just like like a large, wizened old man right now. Atisha smiled politely at him and offered him a seat using the largest stool nearby.<span style="color: goldenrod">"You haven't missed much. I'm sorry, but I don't remember meeting you properly last night. I am Atisha Enansal. To whom do I make the pleasure of meeting?"</span>