((m<a class="postlink" href="http://0.media.dorkly.cvcdn.com/21/70/4def1e451b60ff36109f181b9b8d964d.jpg">http://0.media.dorkly.cvcdn.com/21/70/4 ... 8d964d.jpg</a>m))<br/><br/>It is Fort's turn to be the suspicious one, her wanting to leave rather then getting fixed up is very odd. Not to mention the promise of wealth.  Fort then notices the way she dressed, and he mentally yells at himself for not noticing it before. He could hear his old sword masters voice say. If she is dressed to kill...then you should expect nothing less. Fort is in an awkward position now, is she a thief, assassin, or worse.<br/>"Perhaps...you would care to tell me your name now, and please feel free to explain why you need to flee this place." Fort says, and at the same time he causally repositions his stance in case she tries anything.<br/>Felly sits down behind Fort bored, and paws at a shiny thing she finds in the dirt.