<div class="floatright">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/c/c9/Sinemdrag.jpg)</div><br/>Name: Emmalynn<br/>Current Form : Peranos<br/>Players Nearby : Sukanar<br/>Location: Dariell- Scarlett Warrior Resthouse<br/><br/><br/><hr/><br/>She is taken aback by his concession that she is right. He seems like such a stubborn bull headed man that to admit another was right probably took a bite at his ego. She could feel his eyes scanning over her nearly naked form, his gaze made her loose breath even before he began to speak. As the compliments on her beauty roll smoothly from his tongue a soft blush begins to come to her cheeks. No man had told her these things with such truth in their eyes, she could feel his eyes roam over every inch of the sheer fabric as she swallows hard trying to figure out a way to shift the topic to one of more comfort. And it was during this distraction that he had leaned down and grabbed a dagger, her body tensing as he brings it up with the pointed end at her. Her entire person relaxes when he presents the handle to her. She reaches forward cautiously and takes the offered blade from him, careful that she doesn't cut him with its sharp edge.<br/><br/>She stands taller as he turns his back to her. It was obvious that he trusted her and it seemed so strange that they'd just met this morning. "Thank you." She says slowly turning to the door once more, she looks over her shoulder at the man lit by just the moons light. "I am glad to be your apprentice, and I'm no stranger to hard days." and with that she imagines a dark cloak covering her sheer dress as she shuts the door behind her. Emma walks the few steps to her own room and shuts the door behind her. Gently she lays the dagger on the bedside table and takes a seat on the bed. Her mind racing with all the events of the day. This morning seemed so long ago and her body was beginning to reflect that feeling as she tugs off the cloak and the dress. Her dark hair a halo around her head as she drifts off to sleep.<br/><br/>She wakes early, it takes her a few moments of disorientation for her mind to remember the events of the day before. She removes herself from the bed and draws back the curtains seeing the first sign of dawn on the horizon. The soft pink dues  beginning to lighten the sky. Moving to the wash basin she washes her face and looks at herself in the looking glass. She knew she was pretty but Suka seemed so stunned last night. She shrugs the thought off and closes her eyes. After a few moments she opens her eyes to see a dark grey blouse held tight to her form by a leather cincher (http://imageshack.us/a/img221/7193/sinfultopblack.jpg) the black skirt hits just about her knees allowing for moment with the length moving down to touch the floor in the back. (http://imageshack.us/a/img33/9092/skirtfront.jpg) She fastens the sword around her waist and before she leaves the room she remembers the dagger, turning around grabbing the cool blade she slowly slides it inside her knee high leather boots.<br/><br/>Once down stairs she orders whatever is being served for breakfast. The meal comes quickly as most the patrons of the resthouse are either still drunk and sleeping from the night before or they have already come and gone. With a content sigh she finishes her meal and sits back enjoying the quiet.