The city of Gamulur

Athria sees the skeletons and curses. Men, with their limited senses and prejudices she knows, she can confuse or distract. The dead she can't deceive or hide, there's merely hard bone against scales, and she prefers a situation that gives her every advantage. But there's nothing for it, she's not going to abandon these prisoners, unless her own life is in danger so she raises her sword as they charge. She drops low, using her mass and her tail to knock one to a stumble before hitting it with a strong blow of her sword. After that she keeps low and circles them to keep them at bay...

"If you have any experience in fighting, now's a good time. Or else just find a way out of here!"

OOC; Since they're charging I assume I don't need a move action, so I'll Attack and Evade

Cursing the turn of events, Athria takes a number of wide sweeps with her sword as she sidesteps to get between the skeleton and the window, before literally turning tail and running for the escape

OOC: Noted on the lack of mastery. I'll try one last attack then moving for the window

With the adrenaline pumping after the narrow escape, Athria tears into the offered food with gusto. She nods her appreciation to Bjorne and nods her head at his statement.

"Of course you want safety after what happened, and this place seems dangerous to you. I was investigating a man I was to seek employment from, and took to following some men he was talking to."

Athria thinks back to the words of the men before her impromptu rescue attempt.

"Do you remember them talking about their plans? Who they were looking to sacrifice you to?"

Athria shakes her head

"It's smart I guess, picking off the people in dangerous work, who no one expects to come home anyway. Won't be easy to take them down

Taking a sip of her drink, Athria looks over to Bjorne and clinks their mugs.

"Hope you have somewhere to go home to, or work far away from here. I don't think it'll be safe for anyone who can point the finger at them. I think I'll stick around, and find the perfect place to sink a knife into their back."

The most inconvenient thing about humans is that they all are look completely identical. Those flat round faces, devoid of individuality, covered in bare skin and tufts of fur in random places, almost impossible to distinguish one from the other. Forthemore, the lack of a tail and inexpressive body language doom attempts to read their emotions to failure. All these facts definitely made the task more difficult, but the difficulties did not frighten Aashas. If Uallas did that, I can do it too - she thinks, - and if my friend needs me, I'll find out how to help.
In general, there are not many creatures who she could call her friends, so she did not think twice when Uallas invited her to join the Expedition. Besides, she had heard something about it, and the opportunity to explore something new was attractive in itself.

Anyway, two cities were behind, and this one should be where she would finally find a way to join the Expedition. The hardest part is done - now she knows the name of the recruiter. Of course, she needs to find him and somehow distinguish him from other people, but this is not a big deal now. Remembering what Uallas told about politics she decided to talk less and listen more until she figured out how things work, and the tavern was a good place to gather some information first.

Another lizardfolk entering in the company of a human (probably male, but she couldn't say for sure) immediately caught her attention. It was impossible to determine what they were talking about, but for Aashas far more important was the opportunity to meet to someone of her kind here. Not wanting to interfere with the conversation, she waited until the human left.

Shhh, - she says, moving quickly towards the other lizard once the human is far enough away. Perhaps she should have started with an introduction, or at least a greeting, but she forgot how communication actually works - Don't think I've been stalking you, just a couple of questions. How long have you been in this city?

Athria pockets the coin and lets the man go on his way, trying to remember the face and his instructions should she want some safer work. She must be slipping a little for she didn't notice the other lizardfolk enter, and unlike the humans there was no obvious scent to alert her. When Aashas sits down there's a moment of surprise and a flaring of her crest, bright green against her black scales. Her mouth opens for a moment but she gets control of her reaction and shakes her head a little, calming herself. She takes a moment to observe the newcomer, staying completely still. She's a little unsure of what to think. Her egg having been found and sold off, her only experiences with her own kind were her clutchmates, and they were dispersed fairly early on in her life. She doesn't know if she should feel kinship or caution, but decides to be wary until she knows more, especially with the secrets she's just discovered.

"If stalking you were, I must admit you do it well. I arrived today. I've been finding my feet you might say."

She doesn't know the custom but offers a clawed hand in the human manner.

"I am Athria"

OOC:

What's an acceptable length of time to allow for a response?

OOC: No that sounds fine thank you