Auriel had wondered how long it would be before someone decided to chat to her other than the Demon. She’d usually caught the attention of the men in the places she normally stayed by now, though she had to admit that with the various and obscure beings that seemed to have arrived she probably seemed quite plain to look at. Shoving a flame into a demons face and getting away unscathed though, that had drawn the attention she was used too. Even now a roguishly handsome human man in black armour approached her. She turned to face him as he spoke, idly stabbing tip of her dagger into the hard wood of the table, embedding it sufficiently for it to remain upright yet still easily retrievable. “Crazy and lucky? Sounds like me.” She replied cheerfully as the man, Althalus, finished speaking. “Auriel.” She said, holding her hand out in one of the more universal greetings. “Zaad and I have our differences, but we’re great friends. Really.” She said with equal parts sarcasm and innocence. She didn’t really hold anything against him, even if he had just about attacked her. She suspected he might be holding something against her now though, given the turn of events. “The moment was just too perfect for me to pass up poking his ugly face with the candlestick. I’m sure he’ll get over it... Or get me back soon enough.” She said slightly more seriously this time, the grin still not having fallen from her face. She noticed quite quickly that he had a rather scary looking metal mask at his waist that matched the armour he wearing. “Nice mask.” She said, leaning down as if to examine it, leaving a significant amount of cleavage in plain view for Althalus. “I think I’ve heard of it once or twice actually.” Rumours had passed through the Eanian capital a few times about a masked killer, some said he was an Assassin, some a Thief and she couldn’t resist the chance to bait this man out and see what he was really made of. This place was too much fun. How she’d not realised that the people here might just be a cut above the common thuggery that usually accosted her in the inns and taverns she frequented was beyond her. Now she was here though, and she was going to have as much fun as possible while the chance was there.