
Jen Undrell |
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With Eadoo's words, Jen self-consciously pats the top of her greasy, mud-and-blood-stained cloak. She wonders briefly is she's being mocked.
Draconic "Sorry to barge in, I would have spoken to you at a later time, but..." The reasons already being explained, Jen doesn't bother to finish her sentence.
Draconic "I simply wanted to say that I'm interested in learning from your people. You're often painted in a rather... bad light by us human-folk."
Jen then notices the roster, and, with the practiced skimming of an ex-student with very poor study habits, sees her name within moments. Her gaze immediately falls upon Abaos, the apparent self-declared leader of the group. Certainly, he had said that everyone was free to go and to do as they pleased, but if he was lying, she could hardly take on a room full of his armed allies...
Keeping her tone perfectly pleasant, she asks the nondescript man, "So, is it a secret, or would you like to tell me why my name is on that list?".