<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=82056.msg4945122#msg4945122">Quote from: Thufir Hawat on 18-07-2011, 19:41:56</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Even if he answered that, she didn't hear the words.<br/><br/>The musicians are, of course, delighted in making the required place. Despite sitting on a log, they remain close to her, for some reason.<br/>The opponent of her target notices her, and it's easy to tell his attention is no longer on the game. The same goes for the other three... the Trall finishes his tale - which involves a Batrean, two men from Zandir and an Aamanian, it seems - but nobody is really listening to him. They are watching the unknown woman, although they all applauded him politely.<br/><br/>The only person that's not paying her any attention, is her target. The blond guy is concentrated on his turn, and seems to have no eyes but for the desk with figures of small soldiers. They seem to be in the final stage of a battle to capture some fort, or whatever the wooden box is supposed to represent.<br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/><strong>-Arathea-</strong><br/>She listened the musicians for few moments, as to cool herself off. She casually noticed the men playing the wargame, and was seemingly intrested about it, making her way to the group. As she moved, she tossed an coin from the pouch toward the musicians smiling openly to them, as she indeed did liked their performance.<br/><br/>As she reached the men playing, she kept good few feets away, just watching and hoping some of them would speak to her. She had no idea, what the game was about, but it worked as an spring board for her plan, so she faked intrest.