His smirk made Tamara realize she'd walked right into his trap.  Ever since they'd met he'd enjoyed taunting her, making her quick temper flare.  And try as she might she could never seem to keep from falling for it.<br/><br/>Sighing heavily, she clanked her way into town.  As always, her smaller form in the heavy armor drew glances.  There weren't all that many female warriors around.  Rangers... druids... rogues... clerics especially.  Women were more common in those role, not in the brute force melee fighting of the warrior though.  And even the other female warriors out there tended to prefer the more maneuverable protection offered by chainmail or the like.  It was that fact that had led to Lukas's teasing her right off the bat... little woman in big armor.<br/><br/>She'd been much more innocent then... though just as hot tempered.  And she'd actually almost fallen for his act on that first day.  Thankfully her ire at his comment had saved her from just becoming another one of his conquests... and had kept her safe up until that one day.  But that didn't need thinking about.<br/><br/>Instead she follows after him, drawing the stares as he asked his questions.  She really didn't even know what he was asking until later when he reported back to her.  It was strange that no one knew of the tunnels under the town, but that didn't mean they weren't there.  Satisfied that his methods were exhausted, Tamara decided to go at it her way.  Walking up to an intelligent looking man, she barked.  "Hey... you.  What's the oldest building in town?"