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Twirling several strands of silvery hair in her hand, Isokla looked at Kagarioni oddly for a moment and then smiled, "I thank you for your concern, but really... I will be quite well, I assure you."
Releasing her hair, she allowed it to fall to its full length as she glanced at her bloodied dress in distaste. Securing her satchel and insuring it was firmly against her left hip, the young woman nodded to the woman warrior and added, "Unless you have anything further to say, I must depart." With a slight frown, Isokla gripped her staff experimentally as she took her first few unaided steps, again, pointedly avoiding Detheriel. It seemed as though she was reluctant to thank or say farewell to the man. Pausing once more, Isokla added to Kagarioni, her tone milder "I wish you well, and hope that one day, you'll understand a woman's duty is not to her blade nor armour. I pray you live long enough to discover that day." In spite her soft words, her eyes were distant, though there was a hidden apology within them - perhaps for her first impressions of the girl. "Maybe one day we'll meet again, though I doubt it."
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Edit - Again, Isokla ignores everyone save for the person she addresses. Its one of her quirks. [img]tongue.gif[/img]
[ 08-01-2005, 03:34 PM: Message edited by: Calaethis Dragonsbane ]
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