Éua glanced up from her work at the forge not understanding the language but recognising a familiar accent and slur, she put down her tools and turned to regard the man. She glanced towards her shop and yelled in a loud demanding tone rich with her highland accent which took a motherly tone, as if she was calling some errant child.<br/><br/>Tainted English:<em><strong>"Wulfhere...Wulfhere....get out ere now, get up you lazy drunken ass!"</strong></em><br/><br/>She put her hands on her hips and glanced apologetically at the man and glanced back at her shop sighing slightly, she looked over the man once more and spoke. Tainted English:<em>"Many apologies but I don't understand your words stranger, but perhaps you speak my own tongues, you have a touch of the homelands about you."</em><br/><br/>It was clear her apprentice and lazy oaf of a companion was not going to raise from his slumber and even if he did she felt it unlikely he would come out before the gentleman moved on.