<div class="floatright">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/6/6b/Iolanda.jpg)</div><strong>Iolanda Tailor<br/>"Precious"</strong><br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">Drama 1</div></div><br/>'Precious' casually snagged her falling dagger out of the air and sauntered up to the bug eyed brute.  She lowered her dagger at his throat, though not quite a half foot away.  “I am a woman, sirrah.  Mercy and a gentle spirit are in my nature.  This must be apparent to you by the condition of those among your companions whom I defeated.”<br/>From the groans and gurgles behind her, she knew that her targets—though not guaranteed to live—were still groaning and bleeding, but had a good chance of recovery, especially with the help of a doctor.  The rattle off to her left told her one of her sister's targets was no longer in this world.<br/><br/>“I pray you will answer to my satisfaction, sirrah.  If you do not, you will answer to my lord Leon's.”<br/><br/>“First of all, I want to know what that serving man told you?  Why did you try and accost me, and on who's behest?<br/><br/>“I want to know where he is going know, and who else will be there.”<br/><br/>“Finally, I want to know if you've seen a friend of,” she described Isabella concisely, “and where she can be found now?”