<div class="floatleft">(http://i66.tinypic.com/15o8l02.jpg)</div><br/>It was probably the exhaustion the day brought that made her miss the telltale signs of being set up. Especially since she didn't have any visible weapons at all. The two goons probably weren't alone - scumbags never fly solo. Ember weighed her chances, and decided that talking was still the better option. This way, she'll probably get away with a comparatively gentle treatment... she hoped. These guys might be a local gang for all she knew. That alchemical birth control better work...<br/><br/>"We're with those guys." She thumbed at the two priests. "If you gentlemen don't mind, we'll just inform them that you're taking us away, so they know where to pick our twats up. It'd be troublesome if we missed the departure to the temple tomorrow morning." She smiled disarmingly - a small, fragile girl clad in tattered nondescript robes, a beggar more than anything else. It was also a reasonable request for a woman to make - after all, a man's protection was needed in this world, right? Her submissive attitude would also put the thugs at ease... hopefully.