The Gilnean woman raised herself from her crouch, lifting the rifle in front of her and offering it back to the frightened Elf. "Is that so? It still seems like yer keen to 'ave it back, p'raps the geezer ya blagged it off is just behin'?" She smiled teasingly, meaning no harm by it, who knows perhaps his claim could be true after all? If it was stolen best she didn't have any part of it though.<br/><br/>On hearing the cry of 'mongrel!' she glanced over, expecting to see an angry human gunning for her. Turns out the insult was instead aimed at... at an elf?! Almyra could make out the distinct ears in the crowd, but they seemed to belong to a woman shorter than any Elf she'd seen, not to mention curvier... The Gilnean couldn't help but lick her lips in appreciation.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>