The Tal'Rog was secretly glad he did not understand the dainty woman's language. Still, the tone and strength of her words was undeniable. While outwardly he seemed unaffected, he could feel his resolve failing within. Only one other woman could do this to him, he thought. He calmly waited out the storm, until she declared her score to settle with them.<br/><br/>"Very well. I will-" 'Sadri started, to be cut off by a soft, yet authoritative voice. "You will do nothing of the sort." said voice said as the owner of that voice stepped onto the Doirealta's deck. The lithe, petite shape of a Veloran woman (http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/b/b8/Batiri00.jpg) padded closer, the Tal'Rog looming high over her.. yet acting rather deferrent to her. She looked from him, to Aurix, with a appreciative nod. "I like this one." she said simply, stepping closer. "What has he asked you to do?" the small deer-woman asked, rather matter-of-factly.