Talianna kicked open the door with her barefoot, the hinges banging in protest as the Dark Elf slammed it behind her after Bianka had entered.<br/>"That dog-whelped fat sack of Nauglir shit! Who does he think he is, asking me for a bath! I've slaughtered legions of men for less, but that fat bucket of shit waltzes around because his fool God is watching over him!" She threw a random ornament at the wall, the small bar of brass clattering and falling to the floor, "I swear after we've survived this I will rip his heart from his body with my bare hands!" Talianna fumed, gesticulating tearing out Reinhart's organs.<br/><br/>She sighed, the wave of fury now boiled down to a simmer of frustration, "Ugh, nevermind about his, there's more important things to take care of..." she muttered, only now realising how exhausted she was from the hard riding, six weeks in the saddle had left her body wasted and the feeling hit her like an iron wall. It was only three in the afternoon, the hour of the hawk, though Talianna felt sleep claw at her senses. She yawned, "Ugh, Dark Mother take that priest, I'm going to bed." she said, walking to the bedroom before pausing, "You can use the bedroll and blankets in my bag if you wish to stay here" she said to Bianka, though not looking at her and instead looking through the doorway of the bedroom. The offer made Talianna's guts tighten, asking her Second, givng her a choice, it went against everything she had learnt in her life, but the girl's sapphire eyes quelled her anger.<br/><br/>The Dark Elf gave one final grunt, shutting the heavy oak door behind her and sliding across the iron bolt. She threw off her robe, not caring for the itchy linen on her sensitive skin as she bedded down, a few shafts of sunlight streaming through the thatched roof to illuminated her pale, thin, naked form as she drifted off to a warm, welcome sleep.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>