Mistress looked down at Ivy, still fuming. "Whose arm did you break?" she demanded.<br/><br/>"Raema'Zara," Keela said, speaking the complicated name easily. "She has... accosted many of the other slaves in town, in the past."<br/><br/>The drow arched an eyebrow. "I know her. Arrogant, and can't even catch a slow slave of her own." She broke into a slight smile. "You did well; maybe she'll think twice before stealing from others, in the future." The scowl returned. "That still doesn't change what's going to happen tomorrow."