<br/><div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/pWAKgQL.jpg)<br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">dagger</div><div class="spoiler_body">(https://i.imgur.com/LksWob1.jpg)</div></div></div><strong>Name:</strong>Vasha Hadun<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Kayla<br/><hr/><br/>The former slave boy let out a small giggle at being called a "man of few words", seeing how "few" was a bit of an understatement. Leaning back Vasha would point to his neck, and then made a slashing motion across it with his finger, conveying that his throat had been slit. Fortunately the gold and onyx choker her wore covered the grisly scar, sparing her the sight of it.<br/><br/>When Kayla set out the coins Vasha would shoot her a beaming smile and give a little finger-clapping applause, clearly amused by the clever talking trick. For the first question he would casually point to the first coin. He was, in fact, a male after all. He would even teasingly hold his hands apart to indicate it's, er, length, which seemed quite impressive to say the least, shooting her a playful wink. Though a moment later he would chuckle and shake it off as a joke, having embellished the truth a bit. For the second question he tapped the first coin again, giving an affirming nod. He would also reach down and produce a gilded dagger from...somewhere. It was finely crafted and seemed to have some sort of flute incorporated directly into the design.<br/><br/>For the final question, however, the boy would crane his head from side to side as he peered down at the coins curiously, seemingly debating what his answer should be. His mouth opened in a silent "ah", as he seemed to settle on something. With a smirk the boy would reach across and swipe up the three gold pieces, lightly jostling them in his palm so they chimed and jingled. It seemed he was looking to earn some coin. Same as anyone else...