<strong>Tahline Hunithundlin</strong><br/><br/>I roll my eyes, facing away from Lyra, even as my tail she alleges I sat upon (as if I would!  It's rather sensitive and, I think, rather cute) makes a rather...uniquely rude gesture in her direction.  I let out an exasperated sigh as she runs past, calling out to me to 'take care of this for me', and turn to see<em>what </em>she is talking about.<br/><br/>I glare for an instant at the hobbo speaking to him in goblin, even as I ready my blade, "do you<em>really</em>want to be here?"  I smile, feinting a blow towards his head before the blade dips like a swallow diving across his midsection.<br/><br/>((Feint: 21; Attack:  31 (rolled 18;crit threat, 21 to confirm), 5 base/15 total for crit + 9 for sneak attack; Sense Motive: 26 vs. Lyra's comments))