<div class="floatright">(https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-RrqNNvNJBeY/TYNchRFtrhI/AAAAAAAABQI/pKes4Q2WIKM/s1600/Flawless_by_Ricardo_Guimaraes.jpg)</div>Lydia waited patiently, while the other adventurers planned their next moves. She was almost certain she didn't roll her eyes when the loud girl burst in, because that would have been rude. If she had been a bad girl, Lydia might have considered putting some money into the 'which heroine will first end up sprawled naked and helpless in a puddle of demonic fluid' pool. But obviously she wasn't that kind of half-elf.<br/><br/>Idly she passed a small stack of gold coins to the golem and gave a slight nod, which, had she been a less pious person, might've been in the direction of the self-styled 'Heroine of Justice'.<br/><br/>The inquisitor took a breath, bowing her head briefly while her conscience reared up and tried to strangle her. The debt-collection could probably wait, and the ruins did sound like something requiring the skills of more than one adventuress.<br/><br/>"Bugger!" she grumbled, before strolling casually toward Ms. Fasettaros. "You'll need someone to chronicle your exploits, perhaps I could be of service?"<br/><br/>This time she was<em>completely</em>certain that she did roll her eyes.<br/>