Vina walked slowly with the group, taking in all she could of the area, eyes scanning for the blacksmiths they were heading to, though she had made out a few such places she could have gone, thus it made her think that Lennart knew a specific one, where she might acquire some of this obsidium armour. She noticed the Doll-of-a-woman step closer to the leading gentleman, her face showing much thoughts and questions within her mind, though Vina could never have guessed as to what might be running around in that pretty lil head of hers. She smiled at the mention of her name, nodding at the woman’s words to the warrior, she felt the same. Very grateful that he was taking her to where she needed, still.. something wasn't right under that well patched up exterior.<br/><br/>“Lennart, what’s the difference between all these other blacksmiths and the one were heading too? You said your a business person correct, do you only deal with he auction house or do you have connections with businesses throughout the horde?” was mostly for conversations sake, but she was interested in knowing why they had walked past all these surely decent enough smiths.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>