[b]Not yet? The hell do you expect lady? What, bandits are gonna get ya?"[/b] Alaira asked, laughing. She found this girl hilarious, given her rampant paranoia, when there was nothing to be feared. [b]"I used ta run with a group o' bandits ya know. Even they aren't stupid enough to attack a fortified castle full of gods-damn wizards."[/b] She added. She really did, though she kind of... snapped and killed the rest of them early in her career when they killed a kid and his mother. [b]But, bandits are small time. So, assassins? Assassins won't just kill anybody. You'd have had ta [i]really[/i] piss somebody off for them to even give a shit."[/b] Alaira continued. Well, this didn't seem to be working. As it turns out, brute force is not the best way to help with psychological problems. 

Alaira took a moment to study the girl. She seemed wound really tight, like she was about to explode, or run off. The girl kept her eyes forward, as if the act of making eye- contact would get her killed. But she did notice the way she seemed to be scanning things, and that every time she looked at somebody, she seemed to quickly give them the once over. About four times. Of course, she merely smirked and spoke; [b]"Gods, you're a lot more paranoid than I thought..."[/b] With that, she left. However, it wasn't long before she was back. [b]"You really need ta relax girlie. Here,"[/b] With that, she more or less slammed a pint of... something by the girl. [b]"Dwarven ale, the good stuff. Technically the Dragon spite stuff is stronger, but that crap'll burn ya up before it can even get ya drunk."[/b] She said with a wink. However, she feigned shock and took the pint back real quick, before taking a swig from it. [b]"See? I didn't drug it or anything."[/b] She said, smirking. It was at that point she noticed the full-Eysire again. This guy was a quiet bastard wasn't he? You'd think such a big guy would be easy to notice. [b]"Heh. Hi I guess..."[/b] She said. Well, he seemed polite at least. She could save the inevitable beatdown for whenever the bastard finally started acting like a scumbag. [b]"I woulda brought you some if I had an extra arm."[/b] She said simply as she took a swig from her own glass.