Rare Meal

*Raisa* · 02-15-2014, 09:37 PM

The response Raisa received was surprisingly aggressive, and it brought her brows together in disgruntlement. Godssake, she'd announced herself! The nerve of some people! She wagered that if they had no idea who they spoke to! She opened her mouth to give retort, but her assailants earlier statement was quickly rescinded, though the verbal bite was no lesser. Raisa held in a growl, but could not restrain the sass. "My name is Raisa fucking Xanilov, Queen of the Ebony throne. I was just coming to ask news of the land, but sheesh! If you're that concerned!" She scoffed and sat down with a huff. She wouldn't turn and leave, no, that'd be too much like giving up. Besides, she wanted now to see who thought so highly of themselves to treat free land like their own den. "Tch. Surprised I wasn't asked for a freaking password," she thought to herself, rolling her eyes. Oh yes, these strangers definitely piqued her interest, that couldn't be denied. Only time would tell, of course, how this encounter would turn out.

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