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Alexia looks at the men, glaring though her matted fringe.
“Who are you and what right do you have to interrupt this procession. I advise you turn around and leave right now before you cause more distress for the lady, or I will be forced to make you” she says clenching her fist at her side. Looking over her shoulder she sees the half orc holding onto his swords hilt lightly.
“And I won’t be the only one” She says turning back to face the men.

Im here! .... >.> didnt notice we had a ooc thread yet.

Oh and martinaj i was going to add you to MSN but wasent sure if what you linked before was hotmail or something els.

A young lady stood to the side with the rest of the mourners, her dark hair hanging wet over her eyes. She stepped forward, the ends of her dark robes dragging in the mud slightly.
“Lady Lorrimor, I knew your father well, he taught me much, I would be honoured to carry such a man.” Alexia bowed slightly before standing again and slowly walked over to the coffin not really looking at anyone in particular.