<strong><span class="bbc_u">~Kamaria~</span></strong>[/u]<br/><br/>"Same as I, then. Except my hatred is perhaps... for far different reasons, and is taken out differently." The drow turned away from him and moved for the door, strapping the belt of her sword around her back, leaving the bow and quiver on his chair. She laced her other belt around her waist, the leather pouch and dagger there. She slid on her boots, laced them up, and readied to leave.<br/><br/>"Favor one, perhaps I should bring back breakfast for you and your friend? Just tell me what you like- I've plenty of gold for the moment." Kamaria said smoothly, her golden eyes meeting his as she fumbled her fingers against her leather pouch, feeling the coins at the bottom.