The bandit woman slowly removed her bow and sword and dropped them to the ground. She didn't resist nor did she utter a sound as Lydia bound her wrists together. Even to Oriana's kind word all she did was nod and hang her head in resignation. It was only when Oriana and Lydia and Silas started to bicker that she let slip half a giggle before she caught herself and stopped abruptly.<br/><br/>Up close the bandit did look rather androgynous. Her figure could fit both the descriptions of a tomboyish woman with a flat chest or a girlish man with wide hips. She did wear her brown hair in a simple ponytail, but it was one that would not have looked out of place on a young man either.<br/><br/>As the group prepared to make the return trip to Oleg's, the bandit spoke for the first time. Her question was simple and there was a trace of wavering fear in her voice. Her diction was clear and precise, without any of the cant of the slums nor the drawl of the countryside; all in all too elegant for her role. "What are you going to do to me?"<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Inspiration picture</div><div class="spoiler_body">(http://i.imgur.com/t4nOyLQ.png)<br/></div></div>