<em>The man seems amused, eyes gleaming as he watches her with dark eyes of pitch black. Indeed, some among the crowd go so far as to wince at the changeling's ignorance when she goes so far as to call them slavers and criminals. Still, whatever it is they actually seek, the search, it seems, can be put on hold. The leader raises a hand, and immediately the two spellcasters hold their positions, though, glancing about the crowd, both make clear that no one is to interfere.<br/><br/>His voice is like venomed honey as he speaks, sweet, beautiful, eve, with a deadly edge.<br/><br/>"Ironic. My dances usually involve all three."<br/><br/>He whirls his fiery lash above him once, cracking it, but the dramatic action costs him; the quicker swordsage, with her almost inhuman reaction time, will be the first to strike.</em><br/><br/>OOC: Ilaneshi wins Init.