Amara paused upon seeing the men, and chewed her lip, trying to think of some way to get past them. From what she'd heard, the man had been talking about nobles, and their slaves, so...her best bet was to pretend to be a penniless slave who had been summoned. Taking a breath, she approached, and cowered, trying to act like the angelic elf she'd seen before. "P-pardon me...but my Mistress called for me..."<br/><br/>((Bluff 17+10=27))