<div align="center">(https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/736x/7e/57/7d/7e577dcebbf01dbfb99a3c336fd6ea4a.jpg)</div><br/><div align="center"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 11pt;"><em>She took a step closer towards the man, her metal links of her armour clinking as she pointed her finger towards his chin as something he said clearly angered her to throw formalities aside. <strong>"Don't play games with me Alan. A friend to many lies in that room."</strong> She blinked realising her usual calm demeanour was easily stripped away from her. Taking a deep sigh she collects herself and rubs the bridge of her nose. <strong>"Did you question this merchant or at least collect his details? My order would be interested in what he might know."</strong><br/><br/><br/></em></span></div>