Luna watched indecisively as Atashi agreed to... whatever it was that the sailors were proposing. She didn’t doubt that the Qunari could take care of herself, but...<br/><br/>She realised suddenly that she didn’t actually know if the woman<i>did</i>follow the Qun. Atashi had a name – not a title. It wasn’t unheard of for Qunari to work as mercenaries, but still... just a kossith, then? She frowned. It was something to think on, anyway.<br/><br/><span style="color: Magenta">“Hey... Luna right.  Mind if we talk for a bit?”</span><br/><br/>She blinked. She really couldn’t afford to zone out like that. She had<i>seen</i>Aure approaching, but hadn’t really<i>noticed.</i>She smiled warmly at the smaller elf, but beyond the smile, she was still concerned about Atashi.<span style="color: green">“Not at all.” <i>Beats being whisked away by drunken sailors to do Maker-knows-what.</i></span><br/><br/><span style="color: Magenta">“I hope you don’t mind me asking, I don’t think I heard why you were interested in this... job... So why would someone like you be interested?”</span><br/><br/><span style="color: green"><i>Someone like me?</i></span>Her eyebrows crept upward, but she gave no other sign that the question surprised her. She wasn’t sure if Aure was referring to the fact that she was a mage, or something else.<span style="color: green">“Um,”</span>she muttered.<span style="color: green"><i>Here I am speaking properly with another elf for the first time in ages, and I’m already making a mess of it.</i></span><br/><br/><span style="color: green">“Well,”</span>she said quietly,<span style="color: green">“I sort of <i>stumbled</i> upon it, really. There’s the money, I suppose – and I know there are other ways to make that, but if I tell people I’m a mage, they usually want me to make people and things explode for them. And in a place like Dairsmuid, if I <i>don’t</i> tell them I’m a mage, they want me to...”</span>she felt her cheeks burning and pretended to find something interesting on her boots.<span style="color: green">“Do other things,”</span>she finished lamely.<br/><br/><span style="color: green">“But anyway,”</span>she said quickly,<span style="color: green">“I’d rather not do either of those, and I’d never been on a ship before. So it’s all about the adventure, I guess. Although I suppose I might still have to burn someone before everything’s said and done.”</span>She paused thoughtfully.<span style="color: green">“I don’t really like fire very much, though. I don’t much like cities, either.”</span><br/><br/><span style="color: green"><i>And now I look like a complete idiot; good job!</i></span>Hopefully Aure didn’t think she was a scatterbrained pyromaniac. If Vendomur<i>had</i>set traps for them, it would help if they trusted one another.<span style="color: green">“But if there are any evil gangs waiting for us – wherever it is we’re going – I’d be happy to set <i>them</i> on fire for you, Aure.”</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>