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who the hell are you
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The fox looked over her shoulder, then turned slowly, her glacial blue eyes meeting even lighter blues of the tigress. Pretty brown and gold hair tied in a braid hung over the paladin's shoulder and Halcyon immediately shot to the defensive. As a hunter, she didn't have anything good to say about the holy knights, in fact she'd recently been thrown out of a pub for..well, she narrowed her eyes at this one. Shiny armor, but not the same strong and heavy plate that the town guards wore. No, something about this paladin felt...new.
"Can this fox help you somehow, paladin?" Halcyon practically spat the words, her heavy foreign accent lacing her sentence, and making apparent she didn't know the common tongue well enough to say 'I'.
"Well, you're questing out here alone, in all this snow and it's really quite boring isn't it?" The pretty tigress said, smiling innocently, that smile that Halcyon knew was programmed into holy knights from the moment they became what they were. Made to serve the people, as it were.
"What is point?" said the fox, shifting shoulder-blades and glancing to her gun strapped to her back for a moment, to give the paladin a hint that she wasn't up for any trouble.
"Well, the point is I have some business out here too, and it'll go by faster with two. Want to accompany me? I could use a ranger."
Halcyon furrowed her brows and flicked an ear considering it for a long while, then finally said "Ok, but if you take loot and run, this fox kills you."
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