Inyrra heard the soft melodic giggle and her gaze shifted to hold the tall, well-muscled redhead as well as the person who owned that soft laugh. Instinctively she took a silent step back, ready to call her swords from their place stored in her gloves at the first sign of trouble.<span style="color: indigo"> “While it is true that many of those that make a living as sell-swords do so for the money, some also do it for the cause. Slaying demons seems a rather noble cause, would you not agree?” </span>Inyrra mentally cursed herself for letting the briefest hint of bitter emotion creep into her voice.  She resisted the urge to crane her head around to see the speaker though after a moment it proved a moot point.<br/><br/>Seeing the slender form step into the light caused Inyrra’s eyebrow to arch at the frankly unusual sight the elf presented.  She was dressed rather oddly, particularly the chains and the white gloves. The air of innocence and friendliness seemed at odds with their surroundings. It was rare to see experienced adventurers with that exuberance. Most had that innocence bled out of them before long. Well, she more than most knew not to rely on outward appearance. This elf was probably hiding a lot of tricks. She forced herself to focus on the barbarian as she seemed the leader of the two of them while still addressing the Elf’s comments.<span style="color: indigo">“While it is true that you have given no reason to distrust you, you have also given us no reason -to- trust you.”</span>Her soft lips parted and she sighed softly.<span style="color: indigo">“Though that is not truly the point is it? I have come here for work and as I have not been cleaved in two as of yet so I will take that as a sign of good faith.”</span><br/><br/>She slipped the hood back, letting her steely blue eyes meet the barbarian’s emerald gaze. Her hands swept through her coppery locks, tucking them neatly behind her slightly pointed ears. She straightened her slim body to its full height, still looking diminutive next to the solid frame of the redhead before her. Stepping forward and apparently relaxed Inyrra’s lips creased into a lopsided smile.<span style="color: indigo">“Shall we talk business then?” </span>She said as she peered into the building behind the elf in an attempt to see the other member of their would-be party after using it also as an opportunity to take a better look at the barbarian woman.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>