She shivered of the sight the doctors in these quarters seem to experiment with captured humans. To be captured and caged is already horrifying enough, but to be forced to drink experimental poisons, bound in this light-forsaken place must be the worst experience ever.. She scratched underneath the thick leather-bands, the stitches in her neck that prevented it from falling off were itchy as always. A deep sigh escaped her lips as she talked to her alchemy trainer, as always he was asking way to much for giving away a new recipe. Oh how she longed for those days, learning a new potion only costed a few copper. Turning around she noticed the rogue was talking to the deathknight, a smile spread over her face about how nervous the woman seemed to feel around here. She will soon get used to the staring and ignoring behaviour of the others around these places. She raised her voice at the mans comment though, walking as gracefully as she could towards the man. "One that does feel pity around these parts would be insane. I merely like the thought of a conversation, if that means helping a person, so be it. You're observation skills are remarkable, never knew a rogue would look past the jewels and gems someone would be wearing" She rolled her tongue in sarcasm at the last words, her smile not leaving from her face as she expectantly looked at the smug man.<br/><br/>She looked back up at the armoured forsaken, "My repairman sits around the centre of undercity, though yes he is right the main blacksmith is in the warriors quarter. Whatever you wish to go, I'll help you there, Vinadine"<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>