â€œI will be fineâ€ Jivâ€™undus said despite it being obvious otherwise.  If the woman helped her, it would bring unfair trouble on her head, that and Jivâ€™undus did not want to admit to needing the help. It was part of her raising and nature to try to do it all on her own. Stumbling over a root, she caught herself easily but knew she was getting clumsy.  Still the woman had a point about finding some where to rest and recover some strength.<br/><br/>Had this been before she had joined the ranks of radiant servants, then she probably would have exploited the womanâ€™s help, but fighting that temptation back now was fairly easy. The other side was still there whispering, telling her what she should do to survive.  It was since it had made her run in the first place, and not stand to meet her doom. The cowardice might have cost her brothers and sisters their lives, but she did not want to think on that.<br/><br/>Sighing she stopped and looked at the woman. â€œThe trouble coming for meâ€¦.well I deserve it.â€ She explained it taking more than a bit of courage on her part to do so. â€œI just donâ€™t want to die, and I donâ€™t want anyone else to get hurt along the way.â€ The words fell heavily from her lips.<br/><br/>Jivâ€™undus stood staring at the woman not believing that she had just said that. She must defiantly be getting tired to be willing to admit such a thing. â€œYou damn self righteous foolâ€ the voice in her head chided after it had gotten over the shock. â€œProbably just lost the only help you are going to get.â€  Jivâ€™undus stared at the ground for a second more before standing up straight. Looking down into the other womanâ€™s eyes, pride flashed in her own despite the prodding of her inner demons.<br/><br/>Opening her mouth, a sigh escaped before she could speak. â€œyou will be aiding a wanted fugitive of the Elfish kingdom of Thysaer, and most likely an enemy of your own people, I am sure you do not wish to be caught up in this trouble.â€  Jivâ€™undus said firmly despite her physical strength wavering.  â€œIt may even be your duty to kill me for all I know, but I trust Pelor to bring the justice he sees fit.â€<br/><br/>Surprising her tongue had always been her best asset even when she had been a bandit. Often a few choice words with a merchant could get a coin purse or passing fee easier than a sword and left the possibility of a repeat customer.  This was not to say she was a stranger to the blade. Jivâ€™undus had killed her fair share of people, but her main job was to be the voice of the gang.  Since wild butchery had never been their goal, her role was important.