Sophronia gave Irina a knowing look, then started walking towards the three arguing men.<strong>"Ill take care of this."</strong><br/><br/><strong>"That's enough of that gentlemen. He's with me."</strong>She said imperiously, drawing the attention of all three at once.<strong>"Them too."</strong>She gestured back towards the others.<br/><br/>The young man might have said something, but Sophronia cut him off with a snap of her fingers.<strong>"Go on, into the jeep. I don't intend to walk."</strong>She sat down in the passenger seat and waited for the others to join them. She looked at the guards over the tops of her sunglasses.<strong>"Now, unless you have some reason to keep me out of my own dig site, I'd appreciate it if you would step aside."</strong><br/><br/>OOC: Sophronia commits 1 effort to<strong>The Lines of Rule</strong>- "a group of NPCs who are lesser foes will instinctively obey you as if you were their superior or employer. If the strangeness of this is brought to their attention by circumstances or those unaffected, they get a Spirit saving throw."