<div class="floatright">(https://24.media.tumblr.com/ad668c90074e380175e329bb62e0f1a2/tumblr_n1xkxo6jR21sn3ne4o1_500.jpg)</div><br/>Name: Persephone<br/>Players Nearby : Emmalyn<br/>Location: Scarlet Rest House<br/><br/><hr/><br/>"I like that tongue of yours, it is sharp and knows what it is doing." Persephone felt the little jab that had been taken at her and so turned it into a compliment. At least she did not get surprised in her sleep like this maiden did. Yet, this is what training is for. Emmalyn will learn to be alert, and to fight in whatever way she could. "You have figured out the first two things." Persephone smiled before looking up at the ceiling where the sword and sheath were, both of them were upside down. "The third?" She wondered, sending a spark up to the roof to the cut the rope holding the weapon to come down. Persephone caught it, the metal clanking as it hit her hand before she placed it on her bed side.<br/><br/>If Emmalyn had thought about it, her sword did not act normally. The way it looked to be held in the sheath above her, it should have fallen out and down upon her. But it hadn't. And so neither her nor Persephone got cut by the falling blade. "You shouldn't trust anyone in my line of work. Suka is too much of a paragon to be like me. However years ago, he and I killed a King together. But those days ended and he put up his dagger to become more of a trader." Persephone got off the bed, her shoes clicking on the ground. She walked over to one of the doors, closing it to expose a mirror. The mirror faced Emmalyn, who would see that something about herself changed since she slept. The right side of her hair looked to be a tad shorter. More than enough for a locket, but not a whole haircut either.<br/><br/>"My current understanding of the field allows me insight that Suka does not have." Slowly, Persephone turned in the direction of the bedroom door, her reflection no longer on the mirror. Her hand lifted up in front of her, so that Emmalyn could not see it. A glow came from there before dying away. "So Emmalyn, did you guess the third?"