<div class="floatleft">(http://www.infinitelibraries.com/images/Ailis.png)</div>Ailis Ciarach<br/>Tagged: Ranna, Elizabeth, Cass, open<br/><br/>She nods at Cass, considering the other redhead with a slight, sly grin not helped in the least by the way she has to look up at her. "Startin' to think the boss is collecting gingers - he keeps this up, Ranna might have somethin' on changin' our name."<em>Or just rolls the whole lot of us into one lance...</em>the thought makes Ailis snort quietly into her glass, amused still as she listens to Elizabeth.<br/><br/>"Ach. My<em>Grisel</em>is a Wolfhound. A bit th' worse for wear, despite m' best efforts to avoid being shot at." Ailis nods slightly. "Th' way I figure it, my job isn't primarily breaking things - it's getting the useful intel back t' the rest of ye so ye can be breakin' things more effectively." She gestures with her free hand, giving the suggestion of a predator sneaking around behind an unsuspecting herd of food. "Hard t' do that if I'm being shot at - that means I did somethin' wrong."