Amara was...quite frustrated by how things had gone so far. She tried to avoid trouble, both times, and walked right into it. Fortunately, while she'd pissed him off, she'd still bought herself time. But she winced as he no doubt went through her gear. It was mundane enough, for the most part, but in it was her tattooing kit, which included needles of about every material including both adamantine and mithral, and a court gown of light sky blue. Inside the gown, carefully rolled up, was her signet ring, which bore the rose and bow on the branching oak sigil of the old royal house.