Rose smiled to herself as she picked up a pint mug and drew a satisfactory drink into it. Clearly, family was as big a trial in it's own way as dealing with the 'silly season' of merc work when you had the vain and stupid nobles using her for silly rivalries. Stealing this lord's prize dog, looting that lord's hunt shack and so on. She sipped at the drink in her mug as she sat down, doing her best to ignore one sister's rambling stories as much as possible.<br/><br/>"What was our father's plan? Not that I imagine he had much use for us." She said. "Otherwise he'd have called for us a long time ago." She had been doing all manners of sword work for the better part of a decade now and he'd never once sent for her. That told her a lot about what he thought of her.