<div class="floatleft">(http://25.media.tumblr.com/a936af8b2814f37565a98c55bad892ce/tumblr_mfe4hoj3DD1r7wrq1o1_250.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Safiya<br/><strong>Current Form:</strong>Human form, Haas<br/><strong>Players Nearby:</strong>Nilofer, Cirven<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Koann, the centos city<br/><hr/><br/>Safiya tightened her fingers together pressing her nails into her palms.<strong> "If what you say is true about the Centos, its not wise for you to flounce around in garments which so easily identify you."</strong>After she said the words, she remembered the woman likely had other tricks up her sleeve other than being able to hide herself. Still, she managed to hear the compliment in the woman's words. She was not insulting her but merely the clothing even if the dress was an extension of her. Safiya never saw the purpose in making anything other than this specific dress to wear.<strong>"If someone tried to take my people's home, we would kill them or fight until the last...Haas."</strong>She tried to peer into the basket discreetly to see the root worth risking life and limb but did not manage to steal a glance at it.<br/><br/>She was going to say something in response to the woman's sharp words until something seemed off. It was not her dress either.<strong>"Quiet."</strong>She whispered to the woman then looked around them with narrowed eyes. What if this talking between the two of them had been some type of trap? Reaching down, she picked up a heavy piece of stone, ready to bash some Centos or one of the woman's kind over the head before making a speedy escape. Her eyes glided over the landscape then suddenly she released the stone with the force of an harpoon where she thought the threat was located.