Flames of Power

Excitement and anxiety knotted up inside her gut and Valdís couldn't decide if she liked the tensity hanging thick, sweet and malicious in the air. To think her path would cross two such oddities simultaneously. Now the question was what was she to do with them? Did she stay and risk the outcome of whatever madness was brewing or did she extricate herself from the situation now and home that she didn't have to risk any of her hide. Injuries she could take but anything severe would hinder her ability to hunt and she couldn't have that.

Suddenly the man lashed out with his words in that strange language he used. Valdís didn't really understand it but she knew enough from the tone of his voice that it wasn't polite. She didn't bother to address it though as it was aimed at the other woman. Being a voyeur didn't bother her in the slightest. He'd turn back to her and speak again and she would shrug, her eyes narrowing slightly. Had she just managed to find a cannibal? He wouldn't be her first and she doubted very much her last but it wasn't a terribly common occurrence.

The man introduced himself as Albericht. Valdís let the name roll over her mind for a moment before offering her own. "A pleasure. I'm Valdís Thyre." The woman then would offer her name. Vianni.

Valdís grinned. "Ah, isn't that better? We're no longer strangers. Do you two live around here?" It was small talk sure, but someone had to be the voice of rationality in this little freakshow. Her eyes would land on the little bird and her head would tilt curiously to the side. "Who is that?"