(http://img10.imageshack.us/img10/3649/pursmall.jpg)<br/><strong>Eira</strong><br/><br/>Eira followed her companions and ducked inside a room further down the hall. She gripped her pouch in preparation; her Katana would be useless in such a cramped space. "That's...not a Reaver." She said when she caught a glimpse of the person who came down the stairs followed by a crewman. It looked to be a merchant of some sort.<br/><br/>~<br/><br/>"I told you to keep those Templars busy. They're asking a lot of questions!" The man told the crewman.<br/><br/>"Don't worry, they're busy enough guarding that Mother. And if they ask too many questions, hehe, we'll just have a little<strong>accident </strong>happen by chance." The one-eyed crewman replied with an evil grin.<br/><br/>"Good enough...for now." Said the merchant. Then they exchanged some coins and the crewman went upstairs while the merchant propped a chair in front of the barred door and sat on it.<br/><br/>~<br/><br/>"Damn, he'll notice us if we leave the room." Eira cursed.