A Skeptical Audience

He wasn't impressed with her. It was etched in his face, echoed in his voice. No matter. She smiled at him - not pleasantly mind you - it was a wicked smile, a warning that he may have stepped into dangerous territories. Those who underestimated Zariah Launceleyn always regretted it. "I see. Well, you know what they say, judging a book by the cover...but perhaps I can enlighten you - consider it a gift despite your poor manners." she said coolly. "If you are a resident of these Hollowed Grounds, you should care because I am your uncontested leader. And if you do not obey my rule, you will be fined or jailed." she said, tilting her head ever so slightly to the side. "Though, to personalize this message more for you, as it is clear the sort of man you are and it is easy to surmise the ways you might defy me, if you do not obey my rule, I will simply kill you." she said, her tone pleasant, light, as if discussing summer flowers or tea cakes. "Does that clarify things for you, Eli?" zariah If it is danger you seek, come on over. I covet tranquility but beget the tempest storm.