<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/IoRcGg5.jpg)</div>"Well met then, master Caldwell," Erica responded, moving a little of her black hair out of her face as she said this in order to better maintain eye contact. And what he was saying wasn't incorrect, most of the fights she could have won not so long ago were all about misdirection. Appearing to strike one way and bringing a powerful punch to bare into the solar plexus to knock the wind out of someone. As an example.<br/><br/>As he flourishes and presents Erica with her gift she clasps her hands together and gives him a smile, "Oh, most excellent," she exclaims before responding to his bow with an incredibly awkward looking curtsey. She was most certainly seen as either out of practice at doing this or never seemingly having really done it at all for the majority of her life. "I shall treasure these sir. The next time I perform  using cards as a medium I will be sure to use these... though I promise not to make slight about the nobles whose faces are on them as I did this evening, it would be quite a rude gesture."<br/><br/>She thinks for a moment, going through the many delicately painted pictures on the deck. She was still a little stunned, it wasn't often someone just gave her something. Especially not something as nice as this. "Is there is some way I could repay you for your generosity?"