Sajaa (who has now adopted the alias, Mitra) turns toward the deep, rumbling voice addressing her, and once more finds herself meeting eyes with the great, shaggy Beast. It is still seated at its table and so she takes a tentative step nearer, her golden eyes wide.
”Well … Sir … “ She stammers in her heavily accented Anglese, uncertain how to address a monster.
”I am not yet a sellsword … but I am quite interested in pursuing such an occupation.” She glances to Gustav.
”On the side, of course, as Master Gustav has honored me by hiring me as his cook.”
She finds herself staring, slack-jawed at the brute. It seems far more intelligent than the stories described
Rajulalthawr to be. Her breath suddenly catches when it occurs to her she had mentioned
beef as one of the main ingredients in Al-Wazifian cuisine.
Is a Minotaur not beef, too?! She wonders, praying that this Magnus did not overhear that particular comment -- though judging by the size of the creature’s ears and obviously attentive demeanor, she doubts she could be so lucky.
She steps over to her table and pulls out the spare chair on which lays her rolled up prayer rug. From within the roll, she draws out a slightly curved saber, its handle ivory studded with gems -- clearly a sword designed for someone of a means far greater than that which “Mitra” would apparently have.
”You see. I have a sword, Sir Magnus. A good one, and I believe I have a natural talent with it.” She says, her mind flitting back to how she ran her husband through … and the way she so efficiently butchered the two bounty-hunters south of the river.
”I have a horse, too. And will soon have armor.” She steps nearer, fascinated by the beast.
”Are you, too, a mercenary, Sir? Or do you know of anyone seeking such services?”
Oh, Allah, how much my life has changed! Here I stand unmasked, unchaperoned, chatting with mythical monsters in this far away land, sword in hand, and adventure in my heart!
OOC: GM reserves the right to veto this as the sword’s image if he thinks its too fancy looking for Sajaa’s character. I took a risk hoping the sword was fancy seeing it belonged to a wealthy and powerful Sheik.
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