"...could you be less of an ass?" she muttered under her breath as he made his response, knowing damn well that sarcasm was unnecessary.<br/><br/>Now, the info on the faeries was far more to Lisra's liking; straight forward and to the point, strictly business on the matter of business.  They were the 'Thousand Children Laughing,' servants of the Queen of Summer, which is where the items in question would be being taken.  The job was clear then: find her, find the item in question, and bring it back... in one lunar month, she figured.  However... D'Tocka spoke up about the thought floating within Lisra's head, and while she didn't quite buy the answer, it really mattered little.<br/><br/>As for the show of power... it was flashy, but he'd be a fool to slay either of them, if his prophecy was indeed true.<br/><br/>"Fine, here are the conditions: you outline the mission in clear-cut explicit terms - no 'suggesting' and no 'interpreting,' you agree to remove what the pixies did to my body and armor, and payment comes in the form, as you stated, of one item from your vault.  Given the dangerous nature of the mission, I would also say that, in the event of permanent damage or injury, you either provide the magic to remove such afflictions or find a mage with the talent to do so and cover any and all costs in full." Lisra stated, sounding as professional as she was, as this<em>was</em>a job after all "If those terms are acceptable, then I have a request: this flower in my hair was a gift from a druid I met two days ago.  The pixies seemed wary and frightened of it, meaning if we can find out more about it, like what it does, then we may find out something to give us an advantage..."