<div class="floatright">(http://www.vixenrose.com/hosting/files/253/stuff%20for%20rp/skyrim.jpg)</div><br/>Name: Freya Shieldmaiden<br/>Location: outside the Bee and Bard<br/>Time: Morning<br/>Tagging: Kreios<br/><br/><hr/><br/>She just shrugs her shoulders at his obvious confusion and his bravado that clearly points to him thinking he doesn't need her. It isn't something she hasn't faced before, all men seem to have this sense that they are invulnerable and don't need any help especially from a woman. "Not about how I want to play it, it is what I was paid to do. As for the Draugr yes I saw a few on my way here and I heard the farmers speak of the growing problem. My guess would be some fool so called adventurer poked his head in a tomb and disturbed them, that or they reach some critical population." She digs out for a tissue to cough violently into and then wipes her nose daintily and quickly hides it before he can see that her mucus is threaded with blood.<br/><br/>"As much as I like standing out here in the cold, do you mind if we go inside? I am cold and hungry, two things I get enough of outside of the cities thank you very much." "Frankly I am just the brawn, you are the brains at least if the one who hired me is to be believed. So I will keep your cute behind safe or die trying, and you don't try anything outside of that? Deal?" She tugs off one of her gauntlets and extends her hand to him with a raised eyebrow on her pale face, she really really hopes he wont be one of those people that try to get between her legs. What is there died along with her child those.. no.. dont think about that. Not now, what a sight it would be to start crying like a little girl at the start of a new contract, no that wouldnt do at all.