All is Violent, All is Bright [Alarik]

The woman did not bow her head in response, but Alarik couldn't bring himself to feel surprised by that. It was just more evidence of her arrogant nature. She really was like Mercy. He idly wondered if the two had ever met one another.

But when the woman gave her name, well. Then Alarik could afford to be surprised. He was meeting an Abraxas face to face. But perhaps he shouldn't say that and inflate her ego even more... "Abraxas," he repeated. "Funny story, a woman I met once mistook me for a member of your family. Similar markings, I suppose," he said.

She told Alarik not to sell himself short, saying he was in fact providing assistance by slaking her boredom. He couldn't help chuckling. And then she asked if he was a skilled hunter. "I believe so," he said, with a humble shrug of his shoulders thrown in for good measure. "What do you think we might catch in this place? We might have to head to the mouth of the ravine, even prey animals probably aren't stupid enough to run themselves into a corner."