The caravan master sips from his cup while he observes the performance. He nods and the elf looks curiously May now, before she had been cold towards May's hungry lick but now her eyes showed some interest on her once she revealed her skill with blade and magic, or rather blend of it. The thugish figther said; "Psaf, just another caster watch back for in combat if ask from me."<br/><br/>The elf glanced her 'partner' and made cute snort and said; "Really Ramon? Why not hold duel with her and find out." Ramon spat on near by pot and said; "Nah, no reason get sweaty all over for nothing. There's nothing for me in it."