Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-7497475-20140703144312/@comment-7497475-20141128114753

Reaching out and taking Vermont's hand in a firm grip, she shook it while she considered his stance. He seemed reliable, but still a hazard in the long run.

"Omega."

Looking out the door after the brave idiots that had come in, she turned back to face Vermont. Wynne decided to throw him the knowledge of his enemies at least.

"Those men you fought. Mercenarys. Mostly got wiped out two years ago, seems they're not doing so bad nowadays though. Should probably do something about that. But that can wait, because I was intending to sleep before as you say, they so rudely interrupted."

Walking to the stairs, she paused before leaving his sight. Some part of her urged a little bit of nicety towards the man.

"Goodnight, Vermont."

Wynne continued up to her room, readying herself for the night.